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 Morocco and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord 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 Boredoms to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eli Mardock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
The Trojans,
Lakeside,
the Swans,
The Young Rascals,
Cecil Taylor,
X-101,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sun City Girls,
Los Fastidios,
Colin Newman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sällskapet,
The Motions,
John Foxx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
LL Cool J,
Echospace,
The Remains,
Von Mondo,
Half Japanese,
Deadbeat,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barrington Levy,
James White and The Blacks,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Tremeloes,
Skaos,
Shuggie Otis,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Stooges,
Johnny Clarke,
Ralphi Rosario,
Swans,
Chris & Cosey,
Stetsasonic,
Trumans Water,
David McCallum,
Siglo XX,
Stereo Dub,
Erykah Badu,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Joensuu 1685,
Wire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pylon,
Desert Stars,
FM Einheit,
Soulsonic Force,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
10cc,
One Last Wish,
Eric Dolphy,
Little Man,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Association,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.