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 Kiribati and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 UT to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June of 44 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Rotary Connection,
The Blues Magoos,
Basic Channel,
Depeche Mode,
Sister Nancy,
The J.B.'s,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Black Bananas,
Deadbeat,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grey Daturas,
B.T. Express,
Kool Moe Dee,
Swans,
Andrew Hill,
Alison Limerick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Angry Samoans,
Peter & Gordon,
Vladislav Delay,
Oneida,
One Last Wish,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Hoover,
Slave,
Rufus Thomas,
Wolf Eyes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fugazi,
Negative Approach,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Symarip,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sex Pistols,
R.M.O.,
Albert Ayler,
Archie Shepp,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pole,
The Count Five,
The Blackbyrds,
Scott Walker,
Shuggie Otis,
Television Personalities,
the Slits,
Sonny Sharrock,
OOIOO,
Crooked Eye,
Gabor Szabo,
a-ha,
Jawbox,
Young Marble Giants,
Cybotron,
Rekid,
Sugar Minott,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mo-Dettes,
Todd Rundgren,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.