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 Burundi and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Magma to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dave Gahan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and a güiro 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 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
The Move,
Little Man,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jacob Miller,
Con Funk Shun,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Eddi Front,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alison Limerick,
Henry Cow,
Slick Rick,
Bauhaus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Seeds,
In Retrospect,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Roger Hodgson,
The Sonics,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Whodini,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alton Ellis,
The Evens,
Sugar Minott,
Malaria!,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scan 7,
The Wake,
Lakeside,
Soulsonic Force,
The Human League,
Wings,
The Techniques,
Angry Samoans,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Black Bananas,
Kerri Chandler,
One Last Wish,
Goldenarms,
Duran Duran,
Anthony Braxton,
LL Cool J,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lalann,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Kinks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Organ,
Saccharine Trust,
Lucky Dragons,
Gong,
The Cure,
Rotary Connection,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Remains,
Sonic Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.