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 Turkmenistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Piero Umiliani to the dance 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 The Remains. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Susan Cadogan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
The Count Five,
Animal Collective,
Little Man,
Livin' Joy,
a-ha,
Black Bananas,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sandy B,
Sister Nancy,
Stetsasonic,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Goldenarms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kas Product,
the Normal,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Visage,
Surgeon,
Eurythmics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
FM Einheit,
Glambeats Corp.,
Con Funk Shun,
Davy DMX,
The Mummies,
The Pretty Things,
Godley & Creme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Zero Boys,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kaleidoscope,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Invisible,
Wolf Eyes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sight & Sound,
The Victims,
the Association,
Neil Young,
Thompson Twins,
Mad Mike,
Simply Red,
48th St. Collective,
Radiohead,
The Residents,
Harmonia,
Carl Craig,
The Misunderstood,
Negative Approach,
The Kinks,
This Heat,
Public Image Ltd.,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.