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 Qatar and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Das Ding to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All Justin Hinds & The Dominoes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slick Rick,
Boogie Down Productions,
Cal Tjader,
The Gories,
Panda Bear,
Cameo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Flamin' Groovies,
Animal Collective,
The Count Five,
CMW,
The Modern Lovers,
Essential Logic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
H. Thieme,
The Remains,
ABBA,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Pus,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
The Divine Comedy,
F. McDonald,
Judy Mowatt,
Pere Ubu,
Scion,
Sällskapet,
Babytalk,
The Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
The Velvet Underground,
Aloha Tigers,
Eric Dolphy,
Kerri Chandler,
Supertramp,
Mo-Dettes,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young,
Tubeway Army,
Tommy Roe,
Lakeside,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
T.S.O.L.,
The Red Krayola,
Flash Fearless,
Funkadelic,
Sam Rivers,
Zapp,
Fugazi,
Throbbing Gristle,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Skriet,
The Sound,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Detroit Cobras,
UT,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Soft Machine,
Section 25,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
48th St. Collective,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.