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 Dominica and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Flash Fearless to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Shoche tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
the Soft Cell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Anakelly,
Bang On A Can,
The Barracudas,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Pop Group,
Throbbing Gristle,
Boogie Down Productions,
Television,
Kurtis Blow,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Gladiators,
ABBA,
Joey Negro,
Erykah Badu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Lucky Dragons,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DJ Sneak,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
Symarip,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Green,
Sandy B,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ituana,
The United States of America,
Junior Murvin,
the Slits,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case,
These Immortal Souls,
Urselle,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kevin Saunderson,
Toni Rubio,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Real Kids,
Aural Exciters,
Barclay James Harvest,
L. Decosne,
Yusef Lateef,
Essential Logic,
Thompson Twins,
B.T. Express,
Subhumans,
Monks,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Prunes,
Deakin,
The Seeds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Harry Pussy,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.