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 Rwanda and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Black Sheep to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Index 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
In Retrospect,
Roxy Music,
OOIOO,
The Wake,
Underground Resistance,
Television,
Judy Mowatt,
Mission of Burma,
Grauzone,
E-Dancer,
The Music Machine,
The Motions,
The J.B.'s,
The Modern Lovers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Sound,
PIL,
John Holt,
Rakim,
Audionom,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Godley & Creme,
X-101,
David McCallum,
Piero Umiliani,
Jacques Brel,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams,
Mantronix,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Boz Scaggs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Alison Limerick,
Mandrill,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Freddie Wadling,
Blake Baxter,
The Birthday Party,
Fear,
The Vogues,
The Human League,
Mark Hollis,
Harmonia,
The Fuzztones,
Tears for Fears,
Boredoms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mr. Review,
The Raincoats,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Infiniti,
Radio Birdman,
H. Thieme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funkadelic,
Ponytail,
The Grass Roots,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.