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 Macedonia and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the dance 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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
Connie Case,
Susan Cadogan,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young,
Rufus Thomas,
Royal Trux,
Unwound,
Kerri Chandler,
Mission of Burma,
Rotary Connection,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
John Coltrane,
Public Enemy,
Lalo Schifrin,
Suburban Knight,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brand Nubian,
The Offenders,
KRS-One,
The Buckinghams,
Crash Course in Science,
The Young Rascals,
Procol Harum,
Gang Green,
Skaos,
Terry Callier,
Section 25,
Parry Music,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Saccharine Trust,
Rapeman,
The Smiths,
Altered Images,
Steve Hackett,
The Searchers,
Livin' Joy,
The Techniques,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Fortunes,
The Fall,
Mad Mike,
Bobby Byrd,
Camouflage,
Darondo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
the Sonics,
The Moleskins,
The Mojo Men,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.