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 Spain and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Sällskapet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Seeds. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harpers Bizarre,
The Evens,
Fluxion,
The Standells,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Red Krayola,
PIL,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Gories,
Robert Wyatt,
The Human League,
Masters at Work,
Bobby Byrd,
Eddi Front,
Magazine,
Anakelly,
Isaac Hayes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The United States of America,
Cluster,
Graham Central Station,
Underground Resistance,
La Düsseldorf,
Outsiders,
Country Teasers,
Pussy Galore,
The Motions,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
AZ,
June of 44,
Gregory Isaacs,
Al Stewart,
Delta 5,
the Germs,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Can,
Desert Stars,
Brand Nubian,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Howard Jones,
Jerry's Kids,
the Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
Scott Walker,
The Move,
Thompson Twins,
the Sonics,
David Axelrod,
World's Most,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub,
Jawbox,
Fugazi,
Duran Duran,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Pus,
Siglo XX,
Sun City Girls,
Hoover,
Letta Mbulu,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.