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 Peru and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wake to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Ronnie Foster,
Neu!,
Bootsy Collins,
Patti Smith,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Gang Green,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tom Boy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Moon,
The Sound,
Tim Buckley,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soul Sonic Force,
John Lydon,
Dual Sessions,
This Heat,
The Dead C,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Monochrome Set,
Mars,
Rekid,
Royal Trux,
Trumans Water,
Hashim,
Index,
Terry Callier,
Scratch Acid,
The Techniques,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Symarip,
Liliput,
Mad Mike,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lightning Bolt,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sight & Sound,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Young Rascals,
Sister Nancy,
Aural Exciters,
Mo-Dettes,
Schoolly D,
Bad Manners,
David McCallum,
Tears for Fears,
The Durutti Column,
Jacob Miller,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Angels of Light,
Parry Music,
Al Stewart,
Sexual Harrassment,
Yusef Lateef,
Second Layer,
Spandau Ballet,
Con Funk Shun,
Janne Schatter,
Chris & Cosey,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.