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 Germany and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 harpsichord 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 Steve Hackett to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swell Maps 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Quadrant,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Man Parrish,
Eve St. Jones,
David Bowie,
Angry Samoans,
Roxette,
Black Moon,
Quantec,
Yaz,
Make Up,
Letta Mbulu,
The Gories,
Althea and Donna,
The Knickerbockers,
Nico,
Rod Modell,
Bush Tetras,
KRS-One,
Sandy B,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wasted Youth,
The Dead C,
Nick Fraelich,
These Immortal Souls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anthony Braxton,
Henry Cow,
Wire,
Alison Limerick,
Reagan Youth,
Depeche Mode,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Avey Tare,
Derrick May,
Drive Like Jehu,
Barclay James Harvest,
Josef K,
The Trojans,
Shoche,
Alton Ellis,
Eric Copeland,
Y Pants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Aaron Thompson,
Outsiders,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Tears for Fears,
The Leaves,
Cecil Taylor,
Juan Atkins,
Au Pairs,
Joensuu 1685,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
PIL,
AZ,
Harpers Bizarre,
Bang On A Can,
The Busters,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.