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 Sweden and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Derrick Morgan to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fifty Foot Hose. All the underground hits.
All Siouxsie and the Banshees tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monolake,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Half Japanese,
Cal Tjader,
The Blues Magoos,
Sparks,
Susan Cadogan,
The Real Kids,
Maurizio,
Yaz,
Janne Schatter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
The Slits,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ludus,
John Cale,
Man Parrish,
Dennis Brown,
Magma,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rod Modell,
Black Moon,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fluxion,
Yellowson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thompson Twins,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Sherman,
The Toasters,
Faust,
Judy Mowatt,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Agitation Free,
China Crisis,
Monks,
FM Einheit,
Jandek,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Hood,
The Skatalites,
This Heat,
Von Mondo,
Frankie Knuckles,
Camouflage,
Swans,
A Certain Ratio,
Desert Stars,
The Invisible,
Hoover,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Motions,
Toni Rubio,
AZ,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Howard Jones,
Shoche,
Jesper Dahlback,
Qualms,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tears for Fears,
Main Source, Main Source, Main Source, Main Source.
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.