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 Iceland and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 sitar 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 Wally Richardson to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Subhumans,
Cymande,
Judy Mowatt,
The Barracudas,
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boz Scaggs,
The Tremeloes,
Sugar Minott,
The Seeds,
JFA,
The Fugs,
Moss Icon,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Half Japanese,
The Golliwogs,
The New Christs,
Rekid,
Blancmange,
Scan 7,
China Crisis,
Lyres,
Stiv Bators,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Stetsasonic,
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roxette,
Pagans,
Brand Nubian,
Barclay James Harvest,
Symarip,
Sandy B,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
Joensuu 1685,
the Germs,
Average White Band,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Joey Negro,
Stockholm Monsters,
Sarah Menescal,
The Blackbyrds,
EPMD,
Young Marble Giants,
The Leaves,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bill Near,
Qualms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Jeru the Damaja,
Albert Ayler,
T.S.O.L.,
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
10cc,
John Coltrane,
D'Angelo,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.