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 Paraguay and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Vainqueur to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Red Krayola. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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?
Negative Approach,
Todd Rundgren,
Dual Sessions,
Saccharine Trust,
Blake Baxter,
Al Stewart,
Cheater Slicks,
David Bowie,
The Fire Engines,
Whodini,
The Knickerbockers,
H. Thieme,
Yusef Lateef,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Cameo,
Massinfluence,
The Index,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Sex Pistols,
Mars,
Ultravox,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tubeway Army,
the Bar-Kays,
FM Einheit,
Infiniti,
Oneida,
The Gun Club,
Funkadelic,
Ralphi Rosario,
Agent Orange,
Eurythmics,
This Heat,
Jacob Miller,
Hoover,
Ronnie Foster,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sugar Minott,
Magazine,
Alton Ellis,
The Raincoats,
Fat Boys,
The Human League,
kango's stein massive,
The United States of America,
Sonic Youth,
Joy Division,
Ludus,
The Seeds,
Kool Moe Dee,
Motorama,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
Scrapy,
Matthew Bourne,
Metal Thangz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Anakelly,
Scientists,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.