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 Bahamas and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 organ 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 The Velvet Underground to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Angels of Light. All the underground hits.
All Sight & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Television,
Kayak,
Tres Demented,
D'Angelo,
Suburban Knight,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Surgeon,
Moby Grape,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Martian,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Matthew Bourne,
The New Christs,
AZ,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lou Reed,
The Neon Judgement,
Soul II Soul,
Roy Ayers,
Ornette Coleman,
Vainqueur,
Todd Terry,
The Mummies,
Desert Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Alice Coltrane,
Bronski Beat,
Nick Fraelich,
Rhythm & Sound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Green,
Nation of Ulysses,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nico,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick,
The Smoke,
Supertramp,
The American Breed,
Bobby Womack,
Toni Rubio,
Lightning Bolt,
Shoche,
Fela Kuti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tom Boy,
John Lydon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Gang Starr,
Neil Young,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Sonics,
The Pretty Things,
Sam Rivers,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.