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 Belize and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deadbeat to the grime 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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All UT tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Los Fastidios record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Stetsasonic,
Livin' Joy,
Anthony Braxton,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Matthew Halsall,
Brothers Johnson,
Terrestrial Tones,
ABC,
Inner City,
Quadrant,
Zero Boys,
Eurythmics,
Section 25,
Avey Tare,
Susan Cadogan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
Warsaw,
Motorama,
These Immortal Souls,
Radio Birdman,
Flamin' Groovies,
T. Rex,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Raincoats,
kango's stein massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Pagans,
the Germs,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Nation of Ulysses,
L. Decosne,
Bronski Beat,
Isaac Hayes,
U.S. Maple,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Juan Atkins,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jerry's Kids,
Roger Hodgson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
One Last Wish,
T.S.O.L.,
Smog,
The Human League,
The Angels of Light,
Swans,
Piero Umiliani,
John Holt,
Flash Fearless,
Deadbeat,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The New Christs,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Boz Scaggs,
The Seeds,
The Count Five,
Scratch Acid,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.