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 Saudi Arabia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Spokane.
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 David Bowie 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 Alison Limerick to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bootsy Collins. All the underground hits.
All Au Pairs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a U.S. Maple record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Deadbeat,
Glenn Branca,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Das Ding,
ABC,
Wire,
Peter & Gordon,
Ice-T,
Unwound,
Barry Ungar,
Groovy Waters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Moss Icon,
The Tremeloes,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Colin Newman,
The Standells,
The Move,
Magma,
The Mummies,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Donny Hathaway,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Masters at Work,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
In Retrospect,
Oneida,
The Fall,
Skriet,
Janne Schatter,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Copeland,
Byron Stingily,
Eric B and Rakim,
Matthew Halsall,
Lightning Bolt,
The Kinks,
EPMD,
Bang On A Can,
L. Decosne,
Eddi Front,
The Dead C,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rites of Spring,
Deakin,
Dark Day,
Average White Band,
Thompson Twins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Prince Buster,
The Zeros,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.