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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb 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 Quadrant to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Matthew Halsall. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Goldenarms 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Skatalites,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Maleditus Sound,
The Durutti Column,
The Golliwogs,
Joy Division,
Funkadelic,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Drexciya,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
The Gories,
Todd Terry,
The Martian,
Eve St. Jones,
Simply Red,
Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker,
E-Dancer,
Agent Orange,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
The Names,
Curtis Mayfield,
Trumans Water,
Sixth Finger,
Sam Rivers,
Gong,
Wings,
Quando Quango,
Rod Modell,
Fugazi,
The Pretty Things,
Desert Stars,
The Toasters,
The Mojo Men,
Hashim,
Kayak,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott Heron,
DNA,
John Foxx,
Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Thompson Twins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Young Marble Giants,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Neon Judgement,
Wally Richardson,
Altered Images,
Camberwell Now,
Prince Buster,
Bang On A Can,
Hot Snakes,
Bill Near,
The New Christs,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.