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 Morocco and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Yaz to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Procol Harum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jacques Brel,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Soft Cell,
The Blackbyrds,
Brass Construction,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Terry,
Letta Mbulu,
Roger Hodgson,
Black Flag,
Eric Copeland,
Aaron Thompson,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Max Romeo,
Lalann,
Intrusion,
Kas Product,
Banda Bassotti,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Echospace,
The Standells,
the Slits,
Junior Murvin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Faraquet,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scrapy,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Gap Band,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mantronix,
Suburban Knight,
Gang of Four,
Erasure,
Skarface,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bobby Sherman,
Kenny Larkin,
Bill Near,
The Monochrome Set,
Eddi Front,
Juan Atkins,
Blossom Toes,
Marine Girls,
John Cale,
Pantytec,
The Cramps,
Sexual Harrassment,
48th St. Collective,
China Crisis,
Stiv Bators,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.