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 Palau and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Johannesburg.
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 mellotron 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 Maurizio to the funk 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Severed Heads tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aural Exciters 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cymande record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gabor Szabo,
The Dave Clark Five,
Grey Daturas,
Gang of Four,
Robert Görl,
The Wake,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Echospace,
K-Klass,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Supertramp,
Lalann,
Jacob Miller,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Trumans Water,
Robert Wyatt,
Juan Atkins,
Cheater Slicks,
Albert Ayler,
Arab on Radar,
Joensuu 1685,
Excepter,
the Bar-Kays,
cv313,
Kas Product,
The Trojans,
Peter and Kerry,
The Cramps,
Soft Cell,
Liliput,
Urselle,
The Standells,
Faust,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
Althea and Donna,
Gerry Rafferty,
Warren Ellis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Aswad,
New Order,
A Certain Ratio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Animal Collective,
Carl Craig,
Easy Going,
Goldenarms,
Marcia Griffiths,
Young Marble Giants,
DJ Style,
The Stooges,
David McCallum,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Victims,
Barry Ungar,
Reagan Youth,
Frankie Knuckles,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Von Mondo,
The Last Poets,
Tomorrow,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.