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 Somalia and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro 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 Von Mondo to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yellowson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Bourne,
the Sonics,
Guru Guru,
Cymande,
Theoretical Girls,
Barrington Levy,
Gang of Four,
Electric Prunes,
Young Marble Giants,
The Young Rascals,
Juan Atkins,
Fatback Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Fear,
OOIOO,
The Grass Roots,
Quantec,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yusef Lateef,
The Victims,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tim Buckley,
John Coltrane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Birthday Party,
Boredoms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
The Fugs,
Anthony Braxton,
Carl Craig,
Saccharine Trust,
Ornette Coleman,
Max Romeo,
Peter and Kerry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Subhumans,
Avey Tare,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eric B and Rakim,
Derrick Morgan,
Suicide,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nick Fraelich,
Flamin' Groovies,
Joe Finger,
Grauzone,
FM Einheit,
Bill Near,
Wally Richardson,
Buzzcocks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Smog,
Tubeway Army,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.