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 Vietnam and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Buzzcocks to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Crispy Ambulance. All the underground hits.
All Q and Not U tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
Pierre Henry,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skaos,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Grauzone,
Rites of Spring,
Amon Düül II,
Scion,
H. Thieme,
Lou Christie,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sixth Finger,
Pantaleimon,
Brand Nubian,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scan 7,
Joyce Sims,
Kayak,
A Flock of Seagulls,
ABC,
Q and Not U,
Make Up,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Wasted Youth,
Gichy Dan,
The Skatalites,
The Music Machine,
The Offenders,
Clear Light,
Sight & Sound,
Hot Snakes,
kango's stein massive,
Sun Ra,
Lungfish,
Buzzcocks,
Marine Girls,
The Names,
Harmonia,
Ken Boothe,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dennis Brown,
Liliput,
Lightning Bolt,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Smiths,
Rod Modell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
La Düsseldorf,
Radio Birdman,
The Red Krayola,
The Human League,
Idris Muhammad,
Sam Rivers,
Lalann,
Tom Boy,
Erasure,
Fatback Band,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.