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 Jordan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fall to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
KRS-One,
Sällskapet,
David McCallum,
The Human League,
Ituana,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Blues Magoos,
The Wake,
Panda Bear,
Slick Rick,
Kayak,
Gregory Isaacs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Silicon Teens,
Nico,
Don Cherry,
Minnie Riperton,
The Count Five,
Amon Düül II,
Arthur Verocai,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fortunes,
Maleditus Sound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Laurel Aitken,
Livin' Joy,
Desert Stars,
Absolute Body Control,
Roger Hodgson,
AZ,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jacob Miller,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
This Heat,
Nirvana,
Bobby Sherman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
JFA,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
DNA,
Alison Limerick,
Anakelly,
Derrick Morgan,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Almond,
Ohio Players,
Agitation Free,
Delta 5,
The Gories,
Gerry Rafferty,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pussy Galore,
Gil Scott Heron,
Mo-Dettes,
Joyce Sims,
Godley & Creme,
Matthew Halsall,
Marcia Griffiths,
Technova,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Smog,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.