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 Serbia and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Leonard Cohen to the disco 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 Lou Reed & Metallica. All the underground hits.
All Symarip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Maurizio,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
Wally Richardson,
Fatback Band,
Moss Icon,
The Moleskins,
Nas,
Oneida,
Von Mondo,
Jeff Mills,
Amon Düül II,
Howard Jones,
Aural Exciters,
Brass Construction,
Faust,
Curtis Mayfield,
One Last Wish,
Soulsonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Urselle,
The Beau Brummels,
10cc,
Inner City,
The Seeds,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobby Byrd,
Barbara Tucker,
Icehouse,
New York Dolls,
The Buckinghams,
Sight & Sound,
Black Flag,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Stetsasonic,
Terry Callier,
New Order,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Happenings,
The Slits,
Visage,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Glambeats Corp.,
Danielle Patucci,
8 Eyed Spy,
Talk Talk,
Swell Maps,
Harry Pussy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Deadbeat,
Vainqueur,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Johnny Clarke,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Detroit Cobras,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.