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 Ghana and from Taipei.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Pet Shop Boys to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Josef K,
Oneida,
Tom Boy,
Morten Harket,
Roger Hodgson,
Spoonie Gee,
Sugar Minott,
cv313,
Moby Grape,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Prince Buster,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Lower 48,
Pussy Galore,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tommy Roe,
Archie Shepp,
Q and Not U,
Stockholm Monsters,
Jerry's Kids,
Mission of Burma,
Little Man,
Pylon,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minor Threat,
The Fortunes,
Qualms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Unwound,
Lightning Bolt,
Sun Ra,
The Fall,
Sixth Finger,
Gichy Dan,
Y Pants,
The American Breed,
Matthew Halsall,
Deakin,
kango's stein massive,
H. Thieme,
La Düsseldorf,
Arab on Radar,
Althea and Donna,
Cymande,
Echospace,
Lakeside,
Grey Daturas,
Terry Callier,
Don Cherry,
Circle Jerks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kerri Chandler,
Scan 7,
The Cowsills,
Chris & Cosey,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.