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 Paraguay and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brand Nubian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blossom Toes,
U.S. Maple,
The Vogues,
China Crisis,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Fraelich,
Steve Hackett,
The Misunderstood,
Alison Limerick,
The Sound,
Iggy Pop,
Brand Nubian,
Lindisfarne,
The Leaves,
Malaria!,
Cymande,
Ice-T,
Amazonics,
John Foxx,
The American Breed,
The Grass Roots,
Andrew Hill,
The Stooges,
The Trojans,
Ken Boothe,
Michelle Simonal,
X-Ray Spex,
Excepter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bronski Beat,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Amon Düül,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Arcadia,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nico,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Moby Grape,
10cc,
Audionom,
The Raincoats,
Dave Gahan,
Reuben Wilson,
The Count Five,
Barbara Tucker,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scott Walker,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Barracudas,
Faust,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Pantaleimon,
Ultravox,
Jesper Dahlback,
LL Cool J,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Man Parrish,
Eurythmics,
Bobby Byrd,
Funkadelic,
Rites of Spring,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.