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 Armenia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb 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 H. Thieme to the funk 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 Lower 48. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Joe Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
Mantronix,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bootsy Collins,
Anakelly,
Quantec,
The Flesh Eaters,
Pole,
The Techniques,
Tom Boy,
ABC,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Blossom Toes,
Quando Quango,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
X-Ray Spex,
Radio Birdman,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Donny Hathaway,
Leonard Cohen,
Talk Talk,
Sun City Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fela Kuti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Danielle Patucci,
Bang On A Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Letta Mbulu,
MDC,
Severed Heads,
The Wake,
Jeff Mills,
Duran Duran,
Robert Hood,
Warren Ellis,
Wings,
It's A Beautiful Day,
X-101,
Rakim,
Lou Reed,
Symarip,
D'Angelo,
Ultravox,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
Bronski Beat,
Janne Schatter,
Scratch Acid,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stereo Dub,
World's Most, World's Most, World's Most, World's Most.
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.