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 Jordan and from Halifax.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 CMW to the crunk 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Talk Talk,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Section 25,
Franke,
Supertramp,
Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amon Düül II,
Brass Construction,
The Raincoats,
Pussy Galore,
The Stooges,
The Shadows of Knight,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Wasted Youth,
Beasts of Bourbon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Brothers Johnson,
Au Pairs,
Andrew Hill,
The Red Krayola,
The J.B.'s,
Television Personalities,
Desert Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Mad Mike,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
cv313,
Boogie Down Productions,
Terrestrial Tones,
Ronan,
Yusef Lateef,
David Axelrod,
The United States of America,
John Coltrane,
Pharoah Sanders,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Toasters,
Intrusion,
Junior Murvin,
Index,
Eve St. Jones,
The Barracudas,
EPMD,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Negative Approach,
Josef K,
T. Rex,
Lou Christie,
Flash Fearless,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minor Threat,
Lebanon Hanover,
Banda Bassotti,
Pantytec,
The Offenders,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.