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 Guinea and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Yazoo to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Womack,
The Doors,
Jesper Dahlback,
Altered Images,
The Fuzztones,
Roger Hodgson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eddi Front,
The Gladiators,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Grey Daturas,
The Shadows of Knight,
Agent Orange,
Glenn Branca,
Eden Ahbez,
Electric Prunes,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gerry Rafferty,
R.M.O.,
Inner City,
Scientists,
DJ Style,
Donny Hathaway,
Mandrill,
Pulsallama,
Anakelly,
Matthew Halsall,
Hasil Adkins,
Alphaville,
kango's stein massive,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Holt,
Avey Tare,
Aswad,
Mo-Dettes,
Tom Boy,
Black Pus,
Alton Ellis,
Bronski Beat,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fortunes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
Junior Murvin,
Nils Olav,
Das Ding,
10cc,
The Flesh Eaters,
Barbara Tucker,
F. McDonald,
John Cale,
Skaos,
Monolake,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls, A Flock of Seagulls.
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.