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 Senegal and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Fuzztones to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soulsonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nils Olav,
Saccharine Trust,
Ultravox,
the Sonics,
The Searchers,
Rotary Connection,
The Gladiators,
Easy Going,
Lightning Bolt,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
H. Thieme,
The Mojo Men,
Vainqueur,
MC5,
Sällskapet,
Robert Hood,
Skriet,
Franke,
The Doors,
New York Dolls,
Bootsy Collins,
Piero Umiliani,
Joe Smooth,
Chrome,
The Grass Roots,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Sound,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Johnny Clarke,
Fatback Band,
Siglo XX,
Nation of Ulysses,
Stetsasonic,
One Last Wish,
Ornette Coleman,
Intrusion,
The Invisible,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Electric Prunes,
Joyce Sims,
AZ,
Lalo Schifrin,
Isaac Hayes,
Kayak,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Little Man,
Archie Shepp,
the Fania All-Stars,
Public Image Ltd.,
Visage,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Maleditus Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flipper,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four, Gang of Four.
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.