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 Cairo.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 kango's stein massive to the electroclash 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moby Grape,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Easy Going,
Morten Harket,
Guru Guru,
Metal Thangz,
Anakelly,
CMW,
Erykah Badu,
The Move,
Josef K,
Television Personalities,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bob Dylan,
Moebius,
These Immortal Souls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
D'Angelo,
Faust,
AZ,
Rosa Yemen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Byron Stingily,
the Swans,
Susan Cadogan,
Severed Heads,
Rakim,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lakeside,
Wolf Eyes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Agent Orange,
The Monochrome Set,
Moss Icon,
Barry Ungar,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
One Last Wish,
Rapeman,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Deakin,
Banda Bassotti,
The Slits,
Fugazi,
The Skatalites,
Goldenarms,
Symarip,
E-Dancer,
Icehouse,
Flamin' Groovies,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Foxx,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Sherman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Yellowson,
X-102,
Marine Girls,
Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel, Basic Channel.
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.