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 Serbia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Monochrome Set to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bootsy Collins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Gil Scott Heron,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Electric Prunes,
Pole,
Reagan Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kaleidoscope,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Easy Going,
Rapeman,
Amon Düül II,
David McCallum,
Peter & Gordon,
Banda Bassotti,
Deakin,
Bronski Beat,
Au Pairs,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Marcia Griffiths,
Joey Negro,
These Immortal Souls,
Dual Sessions,
Soft Machine,
Underground Resistance,
New York Dolls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Deepchord,
Tears for Fears,
The Human League,
The Pretty Things,
Chris & Cosey,
Arab on Radar,
Erykah Badu,
The Cowsills,
Rekid,
Fad Gadget,
Monks,
K-Klass,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Scan 7,
The United States of America,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eden Ahbez,
Niagra,
Circle Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
New Age Steppers,
Harry Pussy,
Joe Smooth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
New Order,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.