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 St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Monolake to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an arpeggiator and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Simply Red,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Graham Central Station,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Colin Newman,
Shoche,
The United States of America,
Deakin,
Reuben Wilson,
Y Pants,
Marmalade,
Derrick May,
Anthony Braxton,
Tommy Roe,
Delta 5,
Stereo Dub,
Peter & Gordon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Ultimate Spinach,
Funky Four + One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Robert Hood,
The Slackers,
Main Source,
Sam Rivers,
The Slits,
Scratch Acid,
The Five Americans,
Harry Pussy,
Bill Wells,
Liliput,
JFA,
X-102,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Red Krayola,
Black Bananas,
The Trojans,
The Invisible,
Quantec,
Lou Christie,
Moss Icon,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Smoke,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
This Heat,
Joyce Sims,
Quando Quango,
Marcia Griffiths,
Organ,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Juan Atkins,
The Last Poets,
The Skatalites,
Mantronix,
Young Marble Giants,
cv313,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.