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 Nepal and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Make Up to the techno 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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Circle Jerks,
Donny Hathaway,
Tubeway Army,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pylon,
The Happenings,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Porter Ricks,
Rakim,
Inner City,
Davy DMX,
Pantaleimon,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ornette Coleman,
Magma,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marc Almond,
Prince Buster,
Minnie Riperton,
The Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fluxion,
Brand Nubian,
Kayak,
Supertramp,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Gap Band,
Radio Birdman,
Hoover,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
The Stooges,
John Holt,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rosa Yemen,
Moebius,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Zapp,
Carl Craig,
Sound Behaviour,
Black Flag,
Mad Mike,
Gong,
Ronnie Foster,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Desert Stars,
Technova,
Faust,
The Fire Engines,
Ultimate Spinach,
LL Cool J,
Pere Ubu,
Laurel Aitken,
Robert Wyatt,
The Star Department,
Los Fastidios,
Whodini,
Jandek,
The Five Americans,
Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!, Girls At Our Best!.
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.