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 Tajikistan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro 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 Isaac Hayes to the rock 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Count Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fire Engines,
Terrestrial Tones,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Marmalade,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Angry Samoans,
The Smiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Junior Murvin,
Kenny Larkin,
Amon Düül II,
The Moody Blues,
Parry Music,
Ultravox,
Supertramp,
Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Tommy Roe,
Roxy Music,
Letta Mbulu,
K-Klass,
The Names,
Agitation Free,
The Dead C,
The Evens,
Chris & Cosey,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Essential Logic,
the Soft Cell,
The Buckinghams,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
KRS-One,
Wings,
cv313,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sun City Girls,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
China Crisis,
The Residents,
Reagan Youth,
Excepter,
James White and The Blacks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul II Soul,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Fuzztones,
Dorothy Ashby,
Deakin,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Hardrive,
Darondo,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.