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 Mexico and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 sitar 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 Circle Jerks to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Carl Craig. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s 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 The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott Heron,
China Crisis,
The Busters,
Lee Hazlewood,
Juan Atkins,
Roxy Music,
PIL,
Clear Light,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Fire Engines,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kenny Larkin,
the Human League,
Desert Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
Dave Gahan,
Cymande,
E-Dancer,
Iggy Pop,
D'Angelo,
Max Romeo,
Isaac Hayes,
Jerry's Kids,
Marcia Griffiths,
Zapp,
Gerry Rafferty,
John Cale,
Avey Tare,
Niagra,
Peter and Kerry,
The Skatalites,
Freddie Wadling,
Altered Images,
Moss Icon,
The Grass Roots,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eric Copeland,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Slave,
Banda Bassotti,
Scion,
Bizarre Inc.,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jimmy McGriff,
Deadbeat,
Morten Harket,
The Five Americans,
Derrick May,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Liliput,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Guru Guru,
Nirvana,
Lightning Bolt,
Ossler,
Wings,
Sex Pistols,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fela Kuti,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.