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 Malaysia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 808 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 Warren Ellis to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Oblivians tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Icehouse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Susan Cadogan,
Harmonia,
John Foxx,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Pretty Things,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Names,
Massinfluence,
Ken Boothe,
Crime,
Masters at Work,
Chrome,
Avey Tare,
Lou Christie,
Mr. Review,
Soulsonic Force,
DNA,
Arthur Verocai,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ludus,
The Cramps,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Evens,
Magma,
Gang Starr,
Alton Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Neon Judgement,
Ossler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fortunes,
Ten City,
Royal Trux,
Janne Schatter,
Hoover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gichy Dan,
The Doors,
Model 500,
Matthew Bourne,
Mary Jane Girls,
Swans,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Lower 48,
Rakim,
Scott Walker,
Roger Hodgson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Soft Cell,
Erykah Badu,
Suicide,
Pere Ubu,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.