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 Syria and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Iggy Pop to the rap 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 Idris Muhammad. All the underground hits.
All The Jesus and Mary Chain tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angry Samoans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Five Americans,
Ossler,
Alice Coltrane,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mission of Burma,
Eddi Front,
Ponytail,
Royal Trux,
The Slackers,
Average White Band,
Icehouse,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scott Walker,
Supertramp,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gerry Rafferty,
New York Dolls,
Silicon Teens,
Slave,
Roxette,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lalo Schifrin,
Niagra,
Connie Case,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rotary Connection,
Bauhaus,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Robert Görl,
Carl Craig,
Mo-Dettes,
Jawbox,
Mark Hollis,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Television Personalities,
Rekid,
Janne Schatter,
The Happenings,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
10cc,
Hot Snakes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Star Department,
Moebius,
Fear,
Eli Mardock,
Stetsasonic,
John Foxx,
The Misunderstood,
Sight & Sound,
Traffic Nightmare,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.