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 Dominican Republic and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Knickerbockers to the jazz 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Moody Blues,
Easy Going,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Residents,
Average White Band,
Connie Case,
Mark Hollis,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wasted Youth,
Jawbox,
Agitation Free,
Khruangbin,
Stereo Dub,
Jandek,
Scan 7,
Public Enemy,
Harmonia,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül II,
The Music Machine,
Icehouse,
X-102,
Grandmaster Flash,
Bauhaus,
Faraquet,
Judy Mowatt,
Tim Buckley,
Scratch Acid,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Agent Orange,
X-Ray Spex,
Nik Kershaw,
Dark Day,
Ohio Players,
Television Personalities,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
David Axelrod,
cv313,
The Evens,
Von Mondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The New Christs,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pulsallama,
Joyce Sims,
Interpol,
The Zeros,
Brothers Johnson,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DJ Style,
Kool Moe Dee,
Make Up,
Black Bananas,
Lindisfarne,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lightning Bolt,
The Raincoats,
Janne Schatter,
Michelle Simonal,
Supertramp,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.