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 Kyrgyzstan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Bronski Beat,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cluster,
Matthew Halsall,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Shoche,
Hot Snakes,
Archie Shepp,
John Cale,
The Saints,
Anakelly,
The Residents,
Scott Walker,
John Foxx,
FM Einheit,
the Slits,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Eli Mardock,
The Monochrome Set,
The Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pulsallama,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantaleimon,
Moebius,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Negative Approach,
Rosa Yemen,
The Birthday Party,
Ronnie Foster,
Pagans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Easy Going,
Kaleidoscope,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Flipper,
John Holt,
Frankie Knuckles,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
Loose Ends,
Model 500,
Heaven 17,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Skriet,
The Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Los Fastidios,
Q and Not U,
Japan,
Organ,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.