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 Korea North and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 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 Clear Light to the crunk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Adolescents,
New Age Steppers,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kas Product,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Invisible,
Godley & Creme,
Amazonics,
Reagan Youth,
Ludus,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
DNA,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Frankie Knuckles,
Banda Bassotti,
Icehouse,
Ituana,
Pantaleimon,
Derrick May,
Chris & Cosey,
Parry Music,
Tres Demented,
Joyce Sims,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jesper Dahlback,
AZ,
Scrapy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Faraquet,
Babytalk,
Man Parrish,
Robert Görl,
Half Japanese,
Das Ding,
The Knickerbockers,
Delon & Dalcan,
Danielle Patucci,
Soul II Soul,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Shuggie Otis,
Visage,
The Cosmic Jokers,
John Coltrane,
Rotary Connection,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
L. Decosne,
MDC,
Mantronix,
Symarip,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Wyatt,
The American Breed,
Marc Almond,
The United States of America,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zero Boys,
Alison Limerick,
Lalann,
Funky Four + One,
The Birthday Party,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.