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 Eritrea and from Manchester.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the rock 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 Scion. All the underground hits.
All Judy Mowatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Curtis Mayfield record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q and Not U,
Aswad,
World's Most,
Half Japanese,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Steve Hackett,
Minutemen,
The Walker Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Johnny Osbourne,
Jesper Dahlback,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Warsaw,
Lucky Dragons,
Leonard Cohen,
PIL,
Aaron Thompson,
The Seeds,
Angry Samoans,
The Velvet Underground,
Little Man,
Andrew Hill,
JFA,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Monochrome Set,
Erasure,
Soul II Soul,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Associates,
Con Funk Shun,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Echospace,
Television Personalities,
Cluster,
The Barracudas,
ABC,
Model 500,
Bronski Beat,
New Order,
Sonic Youth,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
La Düsseldorf,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moleskins,
Stetsasonic,
Ituana,
Black Flag,
Erykah Badu,
Ultimate Spinach,
Masters at Work,
Chris & Cosey,
Althea and Donna,
Ornette Coleman,
Pantytec,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Sheep,
Thompson Twins,
Shoche,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.