Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Morocco and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tom Boy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Ultra Naté tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Sonics,
Dave Gahan,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Brass Construction,
Drive Like Jehu,
Brand Nubian,
Neil Young,
Sonic Youth,
June Days,
Schoolly D,
Boz Scaggs,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deepchord,
Lindisfarne,
Crispy Ambulance,
Flamin' Groovies,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sixth Finger,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Invisible,
Livin' Joy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Raincoats,
Porter Ricks,
Jeff Mills,
Kaleidoscope,
DJ Style,
The Barracudas,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Move,
Joe Smooth,
Aswad,
Monolake,
June of 44,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Tom Boy,
The Victims,
Ossler,
Robert Wyatt,
Shoche,
MC5,
Howard Jones,
Tears for Fears,
The Moleskins,
Juan Atkins,
Pagans,
The Divine Comedy,
Hardrive,
Siglo XX,
Sun City Girls,
The Sonics,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Byron Stingily,
cv313,
the Swans,
EPMD,
Laurel Aitken,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.