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 Tunisia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and New York.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 Maleditus Sound to the grime 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 The Index. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Isaac Hayes,
Hot Snakes,
Gang Green,
The Zeros,
Tres Demented,
Susan Cadogan,
Matthew Bourne,
Pantytec,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Connie Case,
Maleditus Sound,
The Blues Magoos,
Stiv Bators,
Tubeway Army,
Brick,
Sällskapet,
Sixth Finger,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Grauzone,
Chrome,
Prince Buster,
Absolute Body Control,
The Blackbyrds,
Hardrive,
Todd Terry,
Sun City Girls,
The Moleskins,
Joe Finger,
Scan 7,
Radiohead,
Ronnie Foster,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Vainqueur,
B.T. Express,
Harpers Bizarre,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Swans,
Avey Tare,
Groovy Waters,
Hashim,
Ituana,
The Walker Brothers,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Kaleidoscope,
This Heat,
Index,
Crash Course in Science,
Ludus,
Godley & Creme,
Television Personalities,
Rites of Spring,
Minutemen,
The Busters,
Jeff Lynne,
Duran Duran,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Can,
Marcia Griffiths,
Los Fastidios,
Intrusion,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.