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 Iraq and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Lou Reed 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 Larry & the Blue Notes to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All The Slackers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Supertramp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Gories,
Pulsallama,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Pere Ubu,
Sugar Minott,
The Doors,
Kerri Chandler,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Dawn Penn,
Derrick May,
Ice-T,
Camberwell Now,
The Zeros,
Danielle Patucci,
The Wake,
Silicon Teens,
Cymande,
Joe Smooth,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joe Finger,
Hardrive,
Bluetip,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Yusef Lateef,
Avey Tare,
Brothers Johnson,
Sonic Youth,
The Saints,
The Motions,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Arab on Radar,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Q and Not U,
The Selecter,
The Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Ludus,
Wire,
The Gun Club,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Slits,
Harmonia,
Mark Hollis,
The Martian,
Arcadia,
Mad Mike,
Charles Mingus,
Basic Channel,
Letta Mbulu,
Fat Boys,
Stereo Dub,
Sister Nancy,
Popol Vuh,
Amazonics,
the Normal,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Livin' Joy,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.