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 El Salvador and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Stooges to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Little Man 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Pole,
Erasure,
Funkadelic,
Duran Duran,
Babytalk,
The Human League,
The Cramps,
Bauhaus,
Lungfish,
Jeff Lynne,
Slave,
Supertramp,
The Count Five,
Hardrive,
Robert Hood,
Gong,
Radiopuhelimet,
Q and Not U,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
X-102,
Joe Finger,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Rakim,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pantytec,
Faust,
Robert Görl,
Alton Ellis,
Rosa Yemen,
The Residents,
Gang of Four,
Skarface,
The Pop Group,
David Axelrod,
Moby Grape,
U.S. Maple,
Sparks,
Bootsy Collins,
The Grass Roots,
Marmalade,
Ice-T,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Associates,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Alarm Clocks,
Newcleus,
Fluxion,
Liliput,
Television,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Sneak,
Jawbox,
Chris Corsano,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Yaz,
Pere Ubu,
Kayak,
The Fire Engines,
Siglo XX,
Motorama,
Danielle Patucci,
Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans, Angry Samoans.
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.