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 Guinea and from Johannesburg.
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 Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge 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 Sun City Girls. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The United States of America,
DJ Sneak,
Massinfluence,
Mission of Burma,
John Lydon,
Curtis Mayfield,
Brass Construction,
Minny Pops,
Yellowson,
The Slits,
Soft Cell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ice-T,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aaron Thompson,
the Bar-Kays,
Kenny Larkin,
JFA,
China Crisis,
The Searchers,
10cc,
Roxette,
Organ,
Amon Düül II,
Cal Tjader,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Black Flag,
Henry Cow,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cowsills,
Arthur Verocai,
Unrelated Segments,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Skaos,
Freddie Wadling,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Moon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Q65,
A Certain Ratio,
Gabor Szabo,
New Order,
Circle Jerks,
Technova,
Bobby Womack,
Scrapy,
The Gap Band,
Masters at Work,
Flipper,
The Durutti Column,
Ohio Players,
Barrington Levy,
The Grass Roots,
Marc Almond,
Soul II Soul,
Roger Hodgson,
Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh, Popol Vuh.
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.