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 Eritrea and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Donald Fagen 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 Lou Reed to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Glambeats Corp. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Absolute Body Control,
Pole,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Stetsasonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vainqueur,
The Fire Engines,
Sex Pistols,
The Remains,
The Grass Roots,
Lakeside,
The Electric Prunes,
Moby Grape,
The Gun Club,
Agitation Free,
Deadbeat,
Barry Ungar,
Easy Going,
Nico,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Index,
Cluster,
Ash Ra Tempel,
10cc,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nick Fraelich,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
John Lydon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rufus Thomas,
World's Most,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Nik Kershaw,
Joey Negro,
Subhumans,
The Birthday Party,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Second Layer,
Girls At Our Best!,
Colin Newman,
Groovy Waters,
X-101,
Bobby Sherman,
a-ha,
Livin' Joy,
MC5,
Erasure,
Gang Green,
Cal Tjader,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Foxx,
Ornette Coleman,
The Flesh Eaters,
Avey Tare,
The Monochrome Set,
Arthur Verocai,
Carl Craig,
Toni Rubio,
DJ Sneak,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.