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 Azerbaijan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Durutti Column to the crunk 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Peter & Gordon,
The Kinks,
Quadrant,
Davy DMX,
The Moleskins,
Chris Corsano,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Slits,
Sun Ra,
Ronnie Foster,
Ornette Coleman,
Warsaw,
Accadde A,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Eurythmics,
Bill Wells,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Pantaleimon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Country Teasers,
Black Bananas,
Monolake,
Ten City,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Delon & Dalcan,
Q and Not U,
Tim Buckley,
Mantronix,
Harry Pussy,
Second Layer,
The Trojans,
Radiopuhelimet,
Parry Music,
Faraquet,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Audionom,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Wyatt,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quando Quango,
James White and The Blacks,
Tommy Roe,
The Leaves,
Interpol,
Pylon,
Sällskapet,
The Victims,
The Gories,
Dark Day,
Jawbox,
Jacob Miller,
Roxette,
The Happenings,
Kurtis Blow,
Animal Collective,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Bourne,
Flipper,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.