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 Monaco and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Deakin to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ash Ra Tempel. All the underground hits.
All Skriet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Idris Muhammad record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
CMW,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Interpol,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Index,
The Human League,
Negative Approach,
Bronski Beat,
The Moody Blues,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Steve Hackett,
Darondo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Music Machine,
Subhumans,
Lalann,
Drexciya,
The Count Five,
MC5,
John Lydon,
Black Pus,
Jawbox,
Mantronix,
Erasure,
Angry Samoans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Clear Light,
Roy Ayers,
Wings,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
Alton Ellis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Deakin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ken Boothe,
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Prince Buster,
Spandau Ballet,
Johnny Clarke,
Patti Smith,
Delta 5,
Big Daddy Kane,
B.T. Express,
Second Layer,
Skriet,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay,
The Blues Magoos,
Albert Ayler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Sheep,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.