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 Moldova and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Scientists to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Rakim,
Little Man,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
Gang of Four,
Talk Talk,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
AZ,
Tomorrow,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dead C,
Kas Product,
Scott Walker,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Index,
Lower 48,
Nick Fraelich,
Eden Ahbez,
The Black Dice,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masters at Work,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Flash Fearless,
Pylon,
Radio Birdman,
Swans,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fire Engines,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Wake,
Funkadelic,
Technova,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlback,
U.S. Maple,
The Fortunes,
Matthew Bourne,
R.M.O.,
China Crisis,
Q and Not U,
Funky Four + One,
Nico,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
Japan,
Skaos,
John Holt,
Derrick May,
Ornette Coleman,
Leonard Cohen,
DJ Sneak,
Pulsallama,
Amazonics,
The Busters,
Schoolly D,
10cc,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.