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 Nicaragua and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 linndrum 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 The Skatalites to the grime 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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
These Immortal Souls,
Masters at Work,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Motorama,
CMW,
The Moleskins,
Flipper,
Minutemen,
FM Einheit,
Eli Mardock,
Average White Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Shadows of Knight,
Mantronix,
Joe Smooth,
Neil Young,
Oblivians,
Kas Product,
The Grass Roots,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Arab on Radar,
Pantaleimon,
Patti Smith,
Tres Demented,
Marine Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Bill Near,
The Motions,
Mo-Dettes,
the Human League,
Niagra,
Qualms,
Agent Orange,
Tropical Tobacco,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Todd Terry,
Idris Muhammad,
Minnie Riperton,
Arthur Verocai,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Neu!,
Roxette,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delta 5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Amon Düül,
Pylon,
Essential Logic,
Joe Finger,
ABC,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lou Reed,
Carl Craig,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.