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 Kiribati and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Taipei.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Section 25 to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Alton Ellis,
The Walker Brothers,
Rhythm & Sound,
U.S. Maple,
Scientists,
The Doobie Brothers,
Carl Craig,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
The Mojo Men,
Thompson Twins,
The Searchers,
Funky Four + One,
Gabor Szabo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joy Division,
Depeche Mode,
Visage,
Arcadia,
Khruangbin,
Amon Düül,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlback,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Lynne,
Howard Jones,
Pierre Henry,
The Selecter,
Delon & Dalcan,
Albert Ayler,
John Cale,
D'Angelo,
Drive Like Jehu,
Niagra,
Skriet,
Camouflage,
The Gap Band,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Beau Brummels,
Nik Kershaw,
Ornette Coleman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Monks,
L. Decosne,
Can,
Yusef Lateef,
Leonard Cohen,
June of 44,
the Sonics,
The Leaves,
Eric B and Rakim,
Motorama,
World's Most,
Schoolly D,
Boredoms,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Count Five,
Joensuu 1685,
E-Dancer,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit, FM Einheit.
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.