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 Liberia and from London.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bizarre Inc. to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Kas Product,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Urselle,
Absolute Body Control,
Bobby Byrd,
Nirvana,
Brand Nubian,
Trumans Water,
The Residents,
Drexciya,
Crime,
The Mummies,
The Human League,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Half Japanese,
Alison Limerick,
Sun Ra,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Silicon Teens,
The Offenders,
The Smoke,
World's Most,
Nils Olav,
Nick Fraelich,
Reuben Wilson,
T.S.O.L.,
Swans,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suburban Knight,
Stereo Dub,
James White and The Blacks,
Monolake,
The Birthday Party,
Lebanon Hanover,
Matthew Bourne,
Maleditus Sound,
Audionom,
Guru Guru,
Drive Like Jehu,
John Foxx,
Q65,
Second Layer,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Von Mondo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gerry Rafferty,
Crooked Eye,
John Coltrane,
Dave Gahan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tomorrow,
Barry Ungar,
The Cramps,
Mars,
Freddie Wadling,
Graham Central Station,
Basic Channel,
Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour, Sound Behaviour.
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.