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 United States and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 theremin 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 Lyres to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Monks. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aaron Thompson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope 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?
Yazoo,
Joey Negro,
Scrapy,
Simply Red,
Pantaleimon,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Shoche,
DJ Style,
Nas,
Sarah Menescal,
Nico,
Pagans,
Lakeside,
Grey Daturas,
Section 25,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Intrusion,
Franke,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David McCallum,
Grauzone,
LL Cool J,
The Skatalites,
Fat Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cecil Taylor,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Inner City,
The Beau Brummels,
Terrestrial Tones,
Soul II Soul,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Mad Mike,
Massinfluence,
The Walker Brothers,
Shuggie Otis,
Zapp,
Easy Going,
The Monks,
Nick Fraelich,
Lalann,
Fatback Band,
Niagra,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sonny Sharrock,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cabaret Voltaire,
David Axelrod,
Arab on Radar,
These Immortal Souls,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Lydon,
The Searchers,
Amon Düül II,
Throbbing Gristle,
Q65,
Rod Modell,
Mantronix,
Crash Course in Science,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.