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 Mauritius and from Houston.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 clarinet 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 Isaac Hayes to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Half Japanese record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Marc Almond,
Matthew Bourne,
Sexual Harrassment,
Negative Approach,
Bang On A Can,
Todd Rundgren,
Reuben Wilson,
Kevin Saunderson,
Simply Red,
Mo-Dettes,
The Vogues,
The Litter,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
OOIOO,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
E-Dancer,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
Adolescents,
Minutemen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Modern Lovers,
The Gladiators,
Stetsasonic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Walker Brothers,
Outsiders,
Kerri Chandler,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Yellowson,
Dave Gahan,
Crooked Eye,
The Flesh Eaters,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Fortunes,
Youth Brigade,
Deakin,
Lyres,
Althea and Donna,
The Zeros,
the Association,
Robert Görl,
K-Klass,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Donny Hathaway,
Marine Girls,
The Remains,
Can,
Neil Young,
Albert Ayler,
The Martian,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
PIL,
Brick,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Archie Shepp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Chris Corsano,
Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion, Fluxion.
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.