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 Lebanon and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 sitar 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 Ossler to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Prince Buster,
Juan Atkins,
Anakelly,
Lungfish,
Throbbing Gristle,
Amazonics,
Black Moon,
Al Stewart,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Flag,
Babytalk,
Arcadia,
the Germs,
Parry Music,
Mars,
Ohio Players,
Intrusion,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Pretty Things,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Star Department,
Rufus Thomas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Slave,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang Green,
Thompson Twins,
MC5,
Goldenarms,
Sonic Youth,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Angels of Light,
Icehouse,
Fatback Band,
L. Decosne,
Electric Prunes,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
Ultimate Spinach,
Radio Birdman,
Cameo,
Second Layer,
Camberwell Now,
Rotary Connection,
The Red Krayola,
Drive Like Jehu,
Peter & Gordon,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Görl,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Black Dice,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Associates,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terry Callier,
Pulsallama,
Aural Exciters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Boogie Down Productions,
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.