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 Nigeria and from Tehran.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fall to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Ronan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Interpol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Gang Green,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Absolute Body Control,
The Neon Judgement,
Judy Mowatt,
Zero Boys,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oblivians,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Standells,
Depeche Mode,
Tom Boy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jesper Dahlback,
Mantronix,
Mr. Review,
Archie Shepp,
The Invisible,
Stetsasonic,
Boredoms,
Blancmange,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sonic Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
La Düsseldorf,
KRS-One,
The Names,
Lalo Schifrin,
Byron Stingily,
Sun City Girls,
Tears for Fears,
The Mummies,
Joy Division,
The Fuzztones,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
New Age Steppers,
Rosa Yemen,
Interpol,
a-ha,
Loose Ends,
The Saints,
Mad Mike,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Iggy Pop,
Letta Mbulu,
Franke,
Heaven 17,
Eli Mardock,
Black Bananas,
JFA,
The Zeros,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Move, The Move, The Move, The Move.
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.