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 Equatorial Guinea and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron 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 Marmalade to the rock 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 The Moody Blues. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aaron Thompson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DJ Sneak,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Jesper Dahlback,
Scion,
Vladislav Delay,
Jeff Lynne,
Ken Boothe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Boogie Down Productions,
Neil Young,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Main Source,
Lalo Schifrin,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Idris Muhammad,
The Monks,
Black Pus,
Magma,
Ronnie Foster,
The Knickerbockers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sällskapet,
Gabor Szabo,
Sparks,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Whodini,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Funky Four + One,
the Association,
Siglo XX,
Roxy Music,
Byron Stingily,
Crash Course in Science,
John Cale,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
The J.B.'s,
Country Teasers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Letta Mbulu,
The Fuzztones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Slits,
Nick Fraelich,
Blancmange,
Excepter,
Thee Headcoats,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marvin Gaye,
Minnie Riperton,
Neu!,
Schoolly D,
Flash Fearless,
Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants, Y Pants.
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.