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 Palau and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 David Bowie 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 Wings to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All The Gories tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Robert Wyatt,
FM Einheit,
Dave Gahan,
kango's stein massive,
Byron Stingily,
Max Romeo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Womack,
Groovy Waters,
Yellowson,
Brick,
The Index,
John Cale,
Suicide,
Erasure,
Newcleus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Offenders,
Amon Düül II,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Eve St. Jones,
Maurizio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Frankie Knuckles,
Soul II Soul,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cal Tjader,
Delta 5,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Quadrant,
Harpers Bizarre,
Tom Boy,
Supertramp,
Rotary Connection,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fuzztones,
Crooked Eye,
Howard Jones,
Ken Boothe,
Charles Mingus,
LL Cool J,
Davy DMX,
Ludus,
Bronski Beat,
The Moleskins,
Dennis Brown,
The Zeros,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Guru Guru,
Deakin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mission of Burma,
Gang Green,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Neu!,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Delon & Dalcan,
a-ha,
DJ Sneak,
Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez, Eden Ahbez.
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.