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 Guinea and from Milan.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Harpers Bizarre to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Goldenarms. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Velvet Underground 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sly & The Family Stone record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Erykah Badu,
Smog,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Blackbyrds,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gang Starr,
Ronan,
Japan,
The Searchers,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Brand Nubian,
Barbara Tucker,
Joey Negro,
Echospace,
T. Rex,
Marshall Jefferson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Soul Sonic Force,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mars,
the Fania All-Stars,
Silicon Teens,
The Grass Roots,
Warren Ellis,
Easy Going,
Sex Pistols,
Amazonics,
Swell Maps,
Youth Brigade,
Peter & Gordon,
The Young Rascals,
Dennis Brown,
The Wake,
The Saints,
Marine Girls,
Blancmange,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
John Holt,
Barclay James Harvest,
Letta Mbulu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Grey Daturas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
FM Einheit,
Yellowson,
In Retrospect,
The Alarm Clocks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Animal Collective,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soft Cell,
New Order,
Girls At Our Best!,
cv313,
The Stooges,
MC5,
Pantytec,
Spoonie Gee,
Connie Case,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.