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 Dominican Republic and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Young Marble Giants to the grime 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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Nation of Ulysses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pierre Henry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Shuggie Otis,
Crime,
Scan 7,
Zero Boys,
Skarface,
Ponytail,
Neil Young,
The Busters,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
Laurel Aitken,
Maleditus Sound,
The Selecter,
Intrusion,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Happenings,
The Moleskins,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Roxy Music,
Slick Rick,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Suicide,
Circle Jerks,
Ronan,
The Last Poets,
kango's stein massive,
The Real Kids,
Jeff Lynne,
Minor Threat,
Blancmange,
Pulsallama,
cv313,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Slits,
Mission of Burma,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Eve St. Jones,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
Quantec,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gerry Rafferty,
Soft Cell,
Trumans Water,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sandy B,
a-ha,
Donald Byrd,
The Wake,
Pet Shop Boys,
Supertramp,
Japan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kas Product,
Hasil Adkins,
Joyce Sims,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.