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 Libya and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sonic Youth to the funk 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Robert Hood,
DJ Style,
Joe Finger,
Minnie Riperton,
Kenny Larkin,
Skriet,
Patti Smith,
Model 500,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
H. Thieme,
Avey Tare,
Ronnie Foster,
Sparks,
Aloha Tigers,
Todd Terry,
Peter and Kerry,
Brick,
Bobby Sherman,
cv313,
Dual Sessions,
The Tremeloes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Y Pants,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Soft Cell,
Darondo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Faraquet,
Echospace,
John Coltrane,
The Victims,
Youth Brigade,
Davy DMX,
Harry Pussy,
Oblivians,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Supertramp,
F. McDonald,
Roy Ayers,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jesper Dahlback,
Connie Case,
Aural Exciters,
Suicide,
Sixth Finger,
Joy Division,
Yusef Lateef,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Janne Schatter,
Bluetip,
DNA,
EPMD,
MDC,
Con Funk Shun,
John Foxx,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.