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 Lithuania and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Gabor Szabo to the techno 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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Pretty Things,
Surgeon,
Hoover,
Sandy B,
Banda Bassotti,
The Monochrome Set,
Oneida,
DNA,
Shoche,
Suicide,
The Misunderstood,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Todd Rundgren,
Hot Snakes,
Swell Maps,
Crooked Eye,
The Vogues,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Warren Ellis,
Stockholm Monsters,
Pere Ubu,
Nils Olav,
Morten Harket,
Excepter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bobby Sherman,
Von Mondo,
Rapeman,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stiv Bators,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Gun Club,
ABBA,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Seeds,
Fluxion,
Moby Grape,
Scratch Acid,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Das Ding,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fugazi,
The Names,
Slave,
Reagan Youth,
The Gap Band,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eddi Front,
Stetsasonic,
Index,
Ken Boothe,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Slackers,
Derrick May,
kango's stein massive,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.