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 Rwanda and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Johannesburg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 Pantaleimon to the disco 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warsaw record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mr. Review record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Stereo Dub,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kerri Chandler,
Eric Copeland,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lightning Bolt,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Piero Umiliani,
Funkadelic,
David Axelrod,
Aloha Tigers,
Bootsy Collins,
Radio Birdman,
The Wake,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bronski Beat,
Underground Resistance,
Hasil Adkins,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scan 7,
the Human League,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Pagans,
The Busters,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sam Rivers,
The Music Machine,
Lucky Dragons,
These Immortal Souls,
The Barracudas,
48th St. Collective,
Cheater Slicks,
Iggy Pop,
the Slits,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Tremeloes,
The Beau Brummels,
Rosa Yemen,
Boz Scaggs,
Wings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
cv313,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
LL Cool J,
The Human League,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Pere Ubu,
MC5,
Derrick May,
John Foxx,
Deakin,
The Gun Club,
The Cowsills,
Marvin Gaye,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.