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 Cambodia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nils Olav to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Porter Ricks,
Joe Finger,
Yazoo,
The Gun Club,
Electric Prunes,
Iggy Pop,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed,
La Düsseldorf,
Avey Tare,
Curtis Mayfield,
Blancmange,
The Invisible,
The Birthday Party,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Hoover,
Depeche Mode,
The Cure,
The Divine Comedy,
Liliput,
David Axelrod,
Roxy Music,
LL Cool J,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Durutti Column,
Pantaleimon,
R.M.O.,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sällskapet,
Bootsy Collins,
Dark Day,
This Heat,
Josef K,
Prince Buster,
Reagan Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Faraquet,
Jawbox,
Man Eating Sloth,
X-101,
JFA,
Skriet,
Severed Heads,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Halsall,
John Holt,
Goldenarms,
48th St. Collective,
Johnny Osbourne,
Los Fastidios,
Neu!,
Popol Vuh,
Altered Images,
Marine Girls,
Supertramp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Make Up,
The Moleskins,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.