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 Ethiopia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Copenhagen.
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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Jandek to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Marcia Griffiths. All the underground hits.
All Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
Ken Boothe,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
Delon & Dalcan,
Swell Maps,
Derrick Morgan,
The J.B.'s,
Das Ding,
The Dirtbombs,
Fugazi,
Kas Product,
La Düsseldorf,
Television,
The Mojo Men,
Marcia Griffiths,
U.S. Maple,
Pole,
The Fire Engines,
Sonic Youth,
The Moleskins,
Icehouse,
Negative Approach,
Max Romeo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mary Jane Girls,
David Axelrod,
Morten Harket,
The Skatalites,
Tubeway Army,
Alton Ellis,
Gang Green,
48th St. Collective,
Section 25,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
MC5,
The Gun Club,
Make Up,
The Gap Band,
The Martian,
Soulsonic Force,
Delta 5,
cv313,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Grauzone,
The Last Poets,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Mantronix,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jesper Dahlback,
Audionom,
Traffic Nightmare,
Metal Thangz,
Yellowson,
Eurythmics,
The Saints,
the Fania All-Stars,
E-Dancer,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Eric Copeland,
The Modern Lovers,
Porter Ricks,
Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur, Vainqueur.
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.