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 Hungary and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 snare 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 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds to the punk 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Zero Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alice Coltrane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Letta Mbulu,
Roger Hodgson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sam Rivers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Loose Ends,
The Real Kids,
Sandy B,
Eurythmics,
Shoche,
Second Layer,
Aswad,
The Doors,
The Cowsills,
Howard Jones,
Lucky Dragons,
Dark Day,
Bluetip,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Toasters,
Gabor Szabo,
DJ Sneak,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television Personalities,
Talk Talk,
Blossom Toes,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slick Rick,
Ituana,
Wire,
The Gun Club,
The Gories,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Massinfluence,
Newcleus,
Rosa Yemen,
Heaven 17,
The Knickerbockers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Flipper,
H. Thieme,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Tears for Fears,
Hardrive,
Archie Shepp,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pantaleimon,
Todd Terry,
Q and Not U,
Susan Cadogan,
Au Pairs,
the Human League,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Slits,
Skriet,
Derrick Morgan,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.