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 Uruguay and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Arcadia to the grunge 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 Jeff Lynne. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bluetip record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Technova,
The Star Department,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Terry Callier,
Sonic Youth,
Unwound,
The Zeros,
Rhythm & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Rod Modell,
The Happenings,
Slave,
Henry Cow,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scientists,
Eric B and Rakim,
Minny Pops,
Flipper,
D'Angelo,
Oneida,
Todd Terry,
U.S. Maple,
Franke,
The Gories,
Lou Christie,
Erasure,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rosa Yemen,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Avey Tare,
The Last Poets,
Jeff Mills,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Seeds,
Fluxion,
Moby Grape,
Roger Hodgson,
Iggy Pop,
Flamin' Groovies,
Janne Schatter,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Qualms,
Nico,
The Gladiators,
Deepchord,
Suburban Knight,
Danielle Patucci,
The Five Americans,
FM Einheit,
The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats, The Raincoats.
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.