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 Somalia 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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 harpsichord 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 Terror Squad Feat. Camron to the punk 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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lee Hazlewood,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Moss Icon,
Half Japanese,
Bizarre Inc.,
Funky Four + One,
The Pop Group,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
Deakin,
the Slits,
Max Romeo,
Derrick Morgan,
Kenny Larkin,
Lungfish,
Neil Young,
Yazoo,
Aloha Tigers,
Loose Ends,
Dawn Penn,
Erykah Badu,
Index,
Crispy Ambulance,
David Bowie,
Rakim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Star Department,
UT,
Harry Pussy,
Brothers Johnson,
John Foxx,
Lebanon Hanover,
Audionom,
Duran Duran,
Eric B and Rakim,
Shoche,
Minny Pops,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Deepchord,
Stereo Dub,
The Selecter,
Minor Threat,
Unwound,
The Sound,
Hardrive,
Pharoah Sanders,
K-Klass,
Slave,
Ultra Naté,
Q and Not U,
Nik Kershaw,
Von Mondo,
Dual Sessions,
Eric Dolphy,
Inner City,
Vladislav Delay,
Cybotron,
KRS-One,
Fad Gadget,
Judy Mowatt,
X-101,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.