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 Kuwait and from Calgary.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 The Velvet Underground to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Von Mondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The United States of America record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flamin' Groovies,
Severed Heads,
Loose Ends,
Cybotron,
Scrapy,
Roger Hodgson,
The United States of America,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lakeside,
Black Pus,
Wasted Youth,
The Raincoats,
The Wake,
T. Rex,
Robert Hood,
Alison Limerick,
Grauzone,
Kerri Chandler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Half Japanese,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jesper Dahlback,
Lee Hazlewood,
Juan Atkins,
The Invisible,
Chris & Cosey,
Johnny Clarke,
Tres Demented,
The Young Rascals,
Todd Terry,
Sandy B,
Janne Schatter,
Niagra,
Curtis Mayfield,
Popol Vuh,
Pet Shop Boys,
China Crisis,
Q65,
The Dirtbombs,
The Residents,
Tommy Roe,
Aaron Thompson,
Supertramp,
Flash Fearless,
Blake Baxter,
The Buckinghams,
ABC,
The Human League,
Radiohead,
The Dead C,
X-102,
Nico,
Eric Dolphy,
Gang Green,
Frankie Knuckles,
Arcadia,
Moss Icon,
Bad Manners,
Roxette,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.