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 Taiwan and from Lyon.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Glasgow.
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 theremin 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 Quando Quango to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Christie record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
the Sonics,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
This Heat,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Vainqueur,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Christie,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultimate Spinach,
David McCallum,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Von Mondo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Albert Ayler,
Wings,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Fugs,
Camberwell Now,
F. McDonald,
The Tremeloes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Crime,
Public Image Ltd.,
R.M.O.,
Niagra,
cv313,
Soft Cell,
Hoover,
Cybotron,
Chrome,
Barry Ungar,
Marvin Gaye,
Ralphi Rosario,
Can,
The Electric Prunes,
Jacob Miller,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Bar-Kays,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Lower 48,
Colin Newman,
Pere Ubu,
Marcia Griffiths,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Spandau Ballet,
Anakelly,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Aaron Thompson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warren Ellis,
Piero Umiliani,
Lightning Bolt,
Hardrive,
June of 44,
Moss Icon,
Flamin' Groovies,
New Age Steppers,
K-Klass,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.