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 Afghanistan and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 snare 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 Procol Harum to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Arcadia,
The Modern Lovers,
Grauzone,
Sight & Sound,
Lalo Schifrin,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Sherman,
A Certain Ratio,
Suicide,
The Monochrome Set,
Sexual Harrassment,
Deepchord,
Man Parrish,
Pole,
Fluxion,
Ornette Coleman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Soul Sonic Force,
Robert Görl,
Schoolly D,
Average White Band,
Black Flag,
Hashim,
The Birthday Party,
Crime,
Yellowson,
The Move,
Scrapy,
U.S. Maple,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sonics,
The Shadows of Knight,
Godley & Creme,
Parry Music,
Avey Tare,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Alice Coltrane,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Nirvana,
Judy Mowatt,
Archie Shepp,
Duran Duran,
The Gories,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Slave,
The Skatalites,
Swans,
Kurtis Blow,
Radiopuhelimet,
Althea and Donna,
Gang of Four,
Barrington Levy,
Icehouse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eli Mardock,
The Mummies,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.