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 India and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cameo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Morten Harket,
Girls At Our Best!,
OOIOO,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Y Pants,
Joensuu 1685,
The Music Machine,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Brass Construction,
Animal Collective,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anthony Braxton,
Sarah Menescal,
the Sonics,
LL Cool J,
The Gories,
Thee Headcoats,
48th St. Collective,
D'Angelo,
K-Klass,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Althea and Donna,
Colin Newman,
Jesper Dahlback,
Skriet,
Fad Gadget,
The Grass Roots,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Real Kids,
Flipper,
Negative Approach,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Intrusion,
The Sound,
Peter and Kerry,
Laurel Aitken,
Moebius,
The Smiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Yellowson,
The Smoke,
The Blues Magoos,
David Axelrod,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Thompson Twins,
Buzzcocks,
Dawn Penn,
The Fire Engines,
The J.B.'s,
Ronnie Foster,
Q65,
Wolf Eyes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Joyce Sims,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Style,
Ossler,
F. McDonald,
ABC,
Blancmange,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.