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 Gambia and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gregory Isaacs to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skriet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tom Boy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camouflage,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlback,
June Days,
B.T. Express,
Girls At Our Best!,
Derrick Morgan,
Loose Ends,
Lalo Schifrin,
Warren Ellis,
Guru Guru,
Royal Trux,
The Victims,
James White and The Blacks,
The Leaves,
Joy Division,
Ossler,
Young Marble Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harmonia,
Faraquet,
Schoolly D,
Bauhaus,
Scan 7,
The Moleskins,
Eric Dolphy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Japan,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
Lindisfarne,
Ponytail,
Pagans,
Minny Pops,
the Normal,
DJ Style,
Rapeman,
Kayak,
Pantytec,
Davy DMX,
Bob Dylan,
Nick Fraelich,
Camberwell Now,
Marvin Gaye,
One Last Wish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Hardrive,
Glambeats Corp.,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Quadrant,
Blossom Toes,
Robert Hood,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.