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 Saudi Arabia and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Funky Four + One to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Beasts of Bourbon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Eating Sloth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
June of 44,
Loose Ends,
The Litter,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gap Band,
The Neon Judgement,
A Certain Ratio,
a-ha,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pantytec,
Ronan,
Young Marble Giants,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy Collins,
D'Angelo,
kango's stein massive,
Eli Mardock,
Lower 48,
Hasil Adkins,
the Association,
The Birthday Party,
MC5,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jeff Mills,
Joey Negro,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Archie Shepp,
Soft Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Subhumans,
Surgeon,
Animal Collective,
Make Up,
FM Einheit,
Brand Nubian,
Technova,
Organ,
Todd Terry,
Audionom,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Cale,
Joyce Sims,
The Associates,
Section 25,
Black Moon,
The Pop Group,
Mark Hollis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Real Kids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
Howard Jones,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Pylon,
Lou Reed,
Bauhaus,
Scratch Acid,
Barrington Levy,
U.S. Maple,
Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts, Sunsets and Hearts.
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.