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 Lebanon and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Holger Czukay 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 Charles Mingus to the crunk 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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ituana record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin 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 harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Walker Brothers,
Tim Buckley,
David McCallum,
Quando Quango,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Thompson Twins,
Brothers Johnson,
The Red Krayola,
Absolute Body Control,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Livin' Joy,
Sun City Girls,
Brass Construction,
Alison Limerick,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cowsills,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
10cc,
New Order,
The Smiths,
Negative Approach,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cybotron,
U.S. Maple,
Charles Mingus,
Pere Ubu,
Symarip,
Animal Collective,
Eden Ahbez,
EPMD,
Procol Harum,
The Pop Group,
The Sound,
Nik Kershaw,
the Swans,
The Index,
UT,
Boz Scaggs,
Can,
The Standells,
Kas Product,
The J.B.'s,
Roxette,
Schoolly D,
Harmonia,
Los Fastidios,
Dave Gahan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sandy B,
cv313,
Piero Umiliani,
The Vogues,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Jesper Dahlback,
Black Pus,
Rod Modell,
Pussy Galore,
Oblivians,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.