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 Kosovo and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 rhodes 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 Justin Hinds & The Dominoes to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Wake. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick Morgan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Birthday Party,
The Kinks,
Swans,
Hashim,
Pagans,
Flipper,
Gichy Dan,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Busters,
Avey Tare,
Adolescents,
The Barracudas,
The Toasters,
the Slits,
Au Pairs,
Sight & Sound,
Nils Olav,
Radiohead,
Faraquet,
Bronski Beat,
Sarah Menescal,
Icehouse,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
Arab on Radar,
The Durutti Column,
Fad Gadget,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gabor Szabo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Stereo Dub,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
L. Decosne,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Flamin' Groovies,
Nick Fraelich,
Aural Exciters,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Associates,
Tres Demented,
The Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
Flash Fearless,
Alice Coltrane,
June of 44,
Zero Boys,
Yaz,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ronan,
Dark Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Tim Buckley,
Mr. Review,
Negative Approach,
Interpol,
The Move,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
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.