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 Vanuatu and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 oboe 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 The Motions to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Yellowson. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lebanon Hanover 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
The Monks,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Selecter,
Cal Tjader,
Echospace,
China Crisis,
The New Christs,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Kinks,
Accadde A,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jerry's Kids,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Blake Baxter,
Gabor Szabo,
a-ha,
Fad Gadget,
Ornette Coleman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Archie Shepp,
Second Layer,
The Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Slits,
Pulsallama,
The Saints,
Rapeman,
Connie Case,
Yazoo,
Guru Guru,
Minutemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Chris Corsano,
Nico,
Carl Craig,
The Cowsills,
Ten City,
the Bar-Kays,
The Neon Judgement,
Thompson Twins,
Ponytail,
H. Thieme,
Tres Demented,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultra Naté,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fortunes,
Roxette,
Cybotron,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slackers,
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Reagan Youth,
Slick Rick,
Bush Tetras,
Cameo,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.