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 Eritrea and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 marimba 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 The Mojo Men to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ossler. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Subhumans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Sex Pistols,
The Barracudas,
Absolute Body Control,
Lyres,
Dennis Brown,
kango's stein massive,
Television,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Drexciya,
Rapeman,
DJ Sneak,
The Human League,
The Birthday Party,
Depeche Mode,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Slackers,
Bronski Beat,
Rod Modell,
Joy Division,
Fad Gadget,
CMW,
Isaac Hayes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cal Tjader,
Joe Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Delta 5,
The Kinks,
Sam Rivers,
Minutemen,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thee Headcoats,
Kas Product,
Tomorrow,
Junior Murvin,
Ossler,
Eli Mardock,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pere Ubu,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Golliwogs,
Mars,
The Monochrome Set,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Dave Gahan,
Gabor Szabo,
Wings,
Swans,
the Normal,
Rhythm & Sound,
Janne Schatter,
Banda Bassotti,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.