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 Syria and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 chamberlin 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 OOIOO to the rock 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 Erasure. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Guru Guru record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Black Dice record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
F. McDonald,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sixth Finger,
Audionom,
Bobby Womack,
Danielle Patucci,
Ken Boothe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scientists,
JFA,
Jacques Brel,
kango's stein massive,
Jimmy McGriff,
Reuben Wilson,
Moby Grape,
DJ Sneak,
The Fire Engines,
Con Funk Shun,
Mars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Cecil Taylor,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monolake,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Real Kids,
T.S.O.L.,
The Sound,
LL Cool J,
Q and Not U,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Monochrome Set,
The Barracudas,
Erasure,
Avey Tare,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang Green,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Porter Ricks,
The American Breed,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Albert Ayler,
Drexciya,
Blossom Toes,
The Cramps,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roxy Music,
Talk Talk,
Desert Stars,
Zapp,
Tres Demented,
The Last Poets,
Underground Resistance,
Susan Cadogan,
Slave,
Tubeway Army,
Banda Bassotti,
Harpers Bizarre,
Loose Ends,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.