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 Russia and from Bremen.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the disco 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smoke,
The Victims,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Circle Jerks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
MDC,
The Skatalites,
ABBA,
Babytalk,
Graham Central Station,
Isaac Hayes,
Todd Rundgren,
Y Pants,
The Dave Clark Five,
Judy Mowatt,
The Pop Group,
OOIOO,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Durutti Column,
Sparks,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aswad,
The J.B.'s,
Joy Division,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Second Layer,
Davy DMX,
Moby Grape,
Q and Not U,
Freddie Wadling,
Con Funk Shun,
Soft Cell,
The Neon Judgement,
Outsiders,
Jesper Dahlback,
Newcleus,
Rotary Connection,
The Toasters,
Vainqueur,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Blues Magoos,
Country Teasers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Negative Approach,
Liliput,
Wolf Eyes,
The Techniques,
Derrick Morgan,
Average White Band,
Dave Gahan,
Pantaleimon,
Warsaw,
Sarah Menescal,
the Association,
Black Flag,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.