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 Latvia and from Delhi.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Moebius to the techno 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
The Divine Comedy,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Selecter,
Erykah Badu,
Scrapy,
The Golliwogs,
Wire,
Lower 48,
Quadrant,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hasil Adkins,
Ronan,
Visage,
Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Lucky Dragons,
X-101,
Iggy Pop,
The Offenders,
Joe Finger,
Magma,
Bluetip,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sex Pistols,
Leonard Cohen,
Bang On A Can,
Albert Ayler,
Neil Young,
Harpers Bizarre,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers,
Altered Images,
Delta 5,
The Gun Club,
Animal Collective,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Slits,
Wolf Eyes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lungfish,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Faraquet,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Monochrome Set,
Rekid,
Shuggie Otis,
Niagra,
Suicide,
Tres Demented,
Byron Stingily,
Big Daddy Kane,
Franke,
Fluxion,
Jeff Mills,
Livin' Joy,
MDC,
Loose Ends,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Liliput,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gil Scott Heron,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.