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 Sweden and from Woodstock.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Urselle to the crunk 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 Jerry Gold Smith. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Little Man,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mark Hollis,
The Red Krayola,
Robert Wyatt,
Eric Copeland,
Thee Headcoats,
This Heat,
Gang Green,
The Barracudas,
The Cure,
Harry Pussy,
Surgeon,
June Days,
Anthony Braxton,
Dave Gahan,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Silicon Teens,
The Divine Comedy,
The Human League,
Gregory Isaacs,
Chrome,
Johnny Clarke,
Bauhaus,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sixth Finger,
Wire,
Arthur Verocai,
Wally Richardson,
Brass Construction,
The Toasters,
Roxy Music,
Infiniti,
Los Fastidios,
Section 25,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Q and Not U,
Barclay James Harvest,
Essential Logic,
Bill Near,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fluxion,
Index,
The Music Machine,
Alton Ellis,
The American Breed,
Electric Prunes,
Monks,
Laurel Aitken,
The Mojo Men,
The Fugs,
Skriet,
Yellowson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Soft Cell,
Q65,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.