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 Antigua and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Matthew Halsall 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 Simply Red. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Raincoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ornette Coleman,
Tomorrow,
Second Layer,
Soul Sonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Nils Olav,
Stereo Dub,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Neu!,
Bootsy Collins,
Eric Copeland,
Yazoo,
Gabor Szabo,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sparks,
Blossom Toes,
Oblivians,
The Techniques,
Radiohead,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Wire,
Marmalade,
These Immortal Souls,
Josef K,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix,
Simply Red,
Marine Girls,
The Vogues,
The Detroit Cobras,
Yusef Lateef,
The Selecter,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
OOIOO,
Terrestrial Tones,
Dave Gahan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Seeds,
Pulsallama,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grey Daturas,
The Saints,
Sugar Minott,
Howard Jones,
Eric Dolphy,
Sonny Sharrock,
John Foxx,
Ponytail,
Brass Construction,
Bobby Sherman,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sarah Menescal,
Lou Reed,
June of 44,
Soulsonic Force,
K-Klass,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
The Neon Judgement,
Bad Manners,
Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus, Bauhaus.
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.