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 Kenya and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Drexciya to the rock 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Adolescents,
Wasted Youth,
Spoonie Gee,
The Leaves,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Glenn Branca,
The Walker Brothers,
LL Cool J,
The Gap Band,
The Pretty Things,
Marshall Jefferson,
H. Thieme,
Rod Modell,
Camberwell Now,
James White and The Blacks,
8 Eyed Spy,
Tears for Fears,
Fear,
Bluetip,
Anakelly,
Deepchord,
Ultra Naté,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Associates,
Symarip,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Reuben Wilson,
Nik Kershaw,
Archie Shepp,
Accadde A,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Golliwogs,
Derrick May,
Underground Resistance,
Deakin,
Vainqueur,
Public Enemy,
The Gun Club,
Eddi Front,
Alice Coltrane,
the Slits,
ABC,
Sandy B,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Brand Nubian,
Slick Rick,
Agitation Free,
Essential Logic,
Erasure,
Ituana,
Franke,
Sparks,
The Young Rascals,
The Electric Prunes,
Eve St. Jones,
Sister Nancy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nico,
Cameo,
Depeche Mode,
DNA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.