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 Zimbabwe and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Captain Beefheart 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 Mad Mike to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Junior Murvin,
Lightning Bolt,
Masters at Work,
AZ,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Visage,
Los Fastidios,
Simply Red,
the Slits,
Wasted Youth,
The Kinks,
Cameo,
Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Intrusion,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scratch Acid,
The Moody Blues,
Lebanon Hanover,
Terry Callier,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Index,
Minny Pops,
Make Up,
Barry Ungar,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wire,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronan,
Avey Tare,
Matthew Halsall,
T.S.O.L.,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Surgeon,
ABBA,
Cymande,
Blake Baxter,
Agitation Free,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Christie,
The Beau Brummels,
Panda Bear,
Theoretical Girls,
Television,
Sam Rivers,
The Durutti Column,
FM Einheit,
Stetsasonic,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
World's Most,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Y Pants,
Bobby Sherman,
Pagans,
Lungfish,
Delon & Dalcan,
Slick Rick,
Talk Talk,
The Mojo Men,
Roger Hodgson,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Evens,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.