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 Azerbaijan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 güiro 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 Jeru the Damaja to the grime 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Fluxion,
Dawn Penn,
Tears for Fears,
Archie Shepp,
Thee Headcoats,
Ralphi Rosario,
Banda Bassotti,
Soul II Soul,
Moby Grape,
Desert Stars,
Lucky Dragons,
Amazonics,
Stockholm Monsters,
Main Source,
Adolescents,
D'Angelo,
Jawbox,
The Victims,
48th St. Collective,
Pylon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Anakelly,
The Slackers,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Flag,
The Pretty Things,
Todd Rundgren,
the Swans,
Minutemen,
One Last Wish,
the Bar-Kays,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nirvana,
The Real Kids,
Harmonia,
Camouflage,
Iggy Pop,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Smoke,
Massinfluence,
Warren Ellis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Warsaw,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Pus,
Lightning Bolt,
Yellowson,
AZ,
Average White Band,
The Offenders,
The Fortunes,
Roxette,
Ronnie Foster,
New Order,
Pulsallama,
The Gap Band,
The Sonics,
Das Ding,
Radiohead,
Jimmy McGriff,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.