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 Croatia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stooges 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 The Knickerbockers. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tears for Fears record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Victims,
The Neon Judgement,
The Wake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ponytail,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Blues Magoos,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Soft Machine,
Siglo XX,
Morten Harket,
Dave Gahan,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lebanon Hanover,
Country Teasers,
The Saints,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Traffic Nightmare,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hashim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Dorothy Ashby,
CMW,
Delta 5,
Newcleus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dark Day,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Warsaw,
Eric Copeland,
Public Enemy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
MC5,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soulsonic Force,
Soul II Soul,
Lower 48,
Magma,
Wally Richardson,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mars,
The Gap Band,
Roxette,
Matthew Halsall,
The Kinks,
Monks,
Alison Limerick,
Goldenarms,
Theoretical Girls,
The Raincoats,
Rites of Spring,
The Gladiators,
Carl Craig,
Bizarre Inc.,
Intrusion,
Cameo,
Yusef Lateef,
Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord, Deepchord.
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.