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 Slovenia and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes 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 Talk Talk 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sandy B record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Bootsy Collins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Brick,
Young Marble Giants,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yaz,
Animal Collective,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mad Mike,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
In Retrospect,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joy Division,
the Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bill Wells,
Rites of Spring,
Tears for Fears,
The Fuzztones,
Kerri Chandler,
The Blackbyrds,
The Offenders,
Nico,
Panda Bear,
Johnny Clarke,
Flamin' Groovies,
Camouflage,
Agitation Free,
The Star Department,
Charles Mingus,
Monolake,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Sound,
The Leaves,
Drexciya,
Slave,
Cecil Taylor,
The Black Dice,
Khruangbin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Nick Fraelich,
Simply Red,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Saints,
Joyce Sims,
the Soft Cell,
Soft Cell,
Prince Buster,
June Days,
EPMD,
Alison Limerick,
the Normal,
The Five Americans,
DJ Style,
The Modern Lovers,
Scion,
Half Japanese,
Todd Rundgren,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.