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 Yemen and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 sitar 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 Neil Young to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Masters at Work,
Jeff Mills,
Jacques Brel,
Sound Behaviour,
E-Dancer,
Ralphi Rosario,
UT,
Roger Hodgson,
The Five Americans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ten City,
Stetsasonic,
Thompson Twins,
Joe Smooth,
The Cure,
The Modern Lovers,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
X-102,
Echospace,
New Order,
The Blues Magoos,
Trumans Water,
Dawn Penn,
Steve Hackett,
Nick Fraelich,
Crash Course in Science,
Radiohead,
Lakeside,
AZ,
Eric B and Rakim,
Eve St. Jones,
Alice Coltrane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Marshall Jefferson,
Q65,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Girls At Our Best!,
Maleditus Sound,
Babytalk,
A Certain Ratio,
David Bowie,
Scientists,
Animal Collective,
Rakim,
Fat Boys,
The Mummies,
James White and The Blacks,
Au Pairs,
Ituana,
the Association,
Average White Band,
The Stooges,
Heaven 17,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Mark Hollis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Pylon,
Kerrie Biddell,
8 Eyed Spy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.