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 China and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Model 500 to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Move record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reagan Youth,
Piero Umiliani,
L. Decosne,
Rod Modell,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Newcleus,
Peter & Gordon,
The Trojans,
Johnny Clarke,
Zapp,
Second Layer,
The Birthday Party,
Gregory Isaacs,
Television Personalities,
Dennis Brown,
Babytalk,
Michelle Simonal,
Wally Richardson,
Freddie Wadling,
Quantec,
The Cowsills,
Cecil Taylor,
Wings,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stockholm Monsters,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jandek,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Gladiators,
Minny Pops,
Panda Bear,
Heaven 17,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Association,
Howard Jones,
The Smiths,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Scan 7,
Marine Girls,
Lakeside,
Thee Headcoats,
Fugazi,
Severed Heads,
Albert Ayler,
Cybotron,
Japan,
ABBA,
Barrington Levy,
Mad Mike,
The Buckinghams,
The Slackers,
The Blackbyrds,
Easy Going,
A Certain Ratio,
Terry Callier,
Aloha Tigers,
Pere Ubu,
One Last Wish,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.