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 Morocco and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 A Certain Ratio to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Mills 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Au Pairs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Steve Hackett,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Underground Resistance,
The Moody Blues,
Frankie Knuckles,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Techniques,
La Düsseldorf,
Jandek,
Flash Fearless,
A Certain Ratio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Niagra,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lyres,
Outsiders,
Sight & Sound,
Aswad,
Roxette,
Kayak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
June Days,
Japan,
Oneida,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Trojans,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tim Buckley,
Essential Logic,
Ornette Coleman,
The Sonics,
Metal Thangz,
Depeche Mode,
Bobby Womack,
Alphaville,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Normal,
The Birthday Party,
Rekid,
Alice Coltrane,
Icehouse,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pagans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Mission of Burma,
Second Layer,
Jimmy McGriff,
Grauzone,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T. Rex,
Roger Hodgson,
Carl Craig,
Tres Demented,
Clear Light,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Stereo Dub,
Maurizio,
UT,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gil Scott Heron,
Excepter,
Sun Ra,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.