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 Kiribati and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 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 New York Dolls to the punk 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Foxx 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lyres record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
These Immortal Souls,
The Barracudas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Negative Approach,
The J.B.'s,
Parry Music,
The Sound,
Flash Fearless,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Procol Harum,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Fela Kuti,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Blancmange,
Rapeman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Erykah Badu,
MC5,
Skriet,
Junior Murvin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bill Near,
The Motions,
The Zeros,
Black Moon,
Amon Düül,
Steve Hackett,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yaz,
Nirvana,
Warren Ellis,
Khruangbin,
A Certain Ratio,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Raincoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Velvet Underground,
Das Ding,
The Human League,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Organ,
UT,
Lucky Dragons,
Charles Mingus,
Bootsy Collins,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rod Modell,
OOIOO,
Alison Limerick,
Hoover,
Black Pus,
Radio Birdman,
PIL,
Magazine,
Jerry's Kids,
Gang Starr,
Aswad,
The Mummies,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.