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 Palau and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fear 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Pierre Henry,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Human League,
Tubeway Army,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang Starr,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Angels of Light,
Aaron Thompson,
Magma,
Trumans Water,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Pus,
Sister Nancy,
Audionom,
Rekid,
Grey Daturas,
Sexual Harrassment,
X-101,
DNA,
The Slackers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mo-Dettes,
The Young Rascals,
Tommy Roe,
Ken Boothe,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Robert Hood,
Warren Ellis,
Reagan Youth,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Iggy Pop,
Silicon Teens,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bush Tetras,
Supertramp,
Talk Talk,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Aloha Tigers,
Quadrant,
Robert Görl,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Crooked Eye,
Tears for Fears,
T. Rex,
The Sonics,
David Bowie,
Johnny Osbourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Machine,
The Real Kids,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.