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 Mongolia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Warren Ellis to the punk 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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Light Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lee Hazlewood record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Yusef Lateef,
The Offenders,
Bob Dylan,
Wally Richardson,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Excepter,
the Association,
Rites of Spring,
Au Pairs,
kango's stein massive,
Robert Görl,
the Sonics,
Drive Like Jehu,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Misunderstood,
Nick Fraelich,
Deadbeat,
Lyres,
Funky Four + One,
CMW,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Schoolly D,
MDC,
The Remains,
Technova,
Index,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cymande,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nik Kershaw,
Essential Logic,
The J.B.'s,
The Sonics,
Delta 5,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Mo-Dettes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Moleskins,
The Skatalites,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eden Ahbez,
Monolake,
Erykah Badu,
Procol Harum,
Rod Modell,
Bobby Womack,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Soft Cell,
Hashim,
Sandy B,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mark Hollis,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.