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 the UAE and from Madrid.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Ash Ra Tempel to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Bar-Kays,
Jacques Brel,
Robert Görl,
Blancmange,
Warren Ellis,
John Cale,
Arab on Radar,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Image Ltd.,
Intrusion,
Babytalk,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
Inner City,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Nico,
Graham Central Station,
the Germs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mo-Dettes,
Monolake,
Juan Atkins,
Judy Mowatt,
Radiohead,
Harmonia,
The United States of America,
Buzzcocks,
Deakin,
Gang Starr,
Barclay James Harvest,
Black Pus,
Pulsallama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Moby Grape,
Gerry Rafferty,
Heaven 17,
Tom Boy,
Country Joe & The Fish,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Soul II Soul,
New Age Steppers,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Roxy Music,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry's Kids,
Nas,
Amon Düül II,
Japan,
B.T. Express,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Moebius,
Zapp,
Wire,
Barry Ungar,
Los Fastidios,
The J.B.'s,
Deadbeat,
The Saints,
Peter & Gordon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.