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 the UAE and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Holger Czukay 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the grime 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Soulsonic Force tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spoonie Gee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
China Crisis,
Pantytec,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Stooges,
Rekid,
The Blues Magoos,
DJ Sneak,
Shuggie Otis,
Minor Threat,
Hot Snakes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arthur Verocai,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Eli Mardock,
Cybotron,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rufus Thomas,
The Trojans,
K-Klass,
Janne Schatter,
Electric Prunes,
Archie Shepp,
the Slits,
The Toasters,
Charles Mingus,
Scan 7,
Silicon Teens,
Freddie Wadling,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lee Hazlewood,
Alton Ellis,
Public Image Ltd.,
X-101,
The Martian,
The Dead C,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Remains,
L. Decosne,
Magma,
Cal Tjader,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Basic Channel,
Stereo Dub,
Negative Approach,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Sherman,
Oneida,
Bauhaus,
The Saints,
Q65,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mandrill,
Matthew Bourne,
Main Source,
Kool Moe Dee,
Zapp,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.