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 Malawi and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 New York Dolls to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Morten Harket. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Raincoats,
The Golliwogs,
Panda Bear,
Wolf Eyes,
The Techniques,
Bobby Sherman,
The Real Kids,
Liliput,
Flipper,
Electric Prunes,
The Smoke,
Alison Limerick,
Fluxion,
Lindisfarne,
Rosa Yemen,
Aaron Thompson,
Derrick May,
Motorama,
David McCallum,
Basic Channel,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Clear Light,
The Durutti Column,
Carl Craig,
Bill Near,
Icehouse,
Gerry Rafferty,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joy Division,
Wasted Youth,
The Five Americans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Essential Logic,
Animal Collective,
Sonic Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Piero Umiliani,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Alton Ellis,
The Stooges,
Agitation Free,
Tom Boy,
The Litter,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker,
The Busters,
Barclay James Harvest,
Schoolly D,
Stetsasonic,
DJ Style,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Technova,
Lungfish,
Deepchord,
The Victims,
K-Klass,
Dead Boys,
The Count Five,
Pulsallama,
Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions, Boogie Down Productions.
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.