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 Somalia 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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 synthesizer 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 Andrew Hill to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Harpers Bizarre. All the underground hits.
All The Fortunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Das Ding record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
JFA,
Colin Newman,
The J.B.'s,
Hot Snakes,
James White and The Blacks,
Davy DMX,
Zero Boys,
Kevin Saunderson,
Magma,
The Wake,
Eric B and Rakim,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
ABC,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
Audionom,
Pere Ubu,
Bauhaus,
Nik Kershaw,
Mandrill,
Soft Machine,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Deepchord,
Thompson Twins,
The Associates,
Country Teasers,
Magazine,
Boogie Down Productions,
Susan Cadogan,
Stiv Bators,
Josef K,
John Holt,
Mars,
Subhumans,
Gong,
Marine Girls,
Porter Ricks,
MDC,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Delta 5,
Brass Construction,
The Neon Judgement,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Easy Going,
Crime,
Pantytec,
Jeff Lynne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scan 7,
Roger Hodgson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.