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 Marshall Islands and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 John Coltrane to the electroclash 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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlbäck record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Kenny Larkin,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Brand Nubian,
Vladislav Delay,
Danielle Patucci,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Electric Prunes,
Robert Wyatt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Con Funk Shun,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Buzzcocks,
Juan Atkins,
Gregory Isaacs,
Inner City,
Donald Byrd,
Black Moon,
The Misunderstood,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Motorama,
Mad Mike,
Siglo XX,
The Fire Engines,
Lucky Dragons,
Black Flag,
Wasted Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Ludus,
Rosa Yemen,
The Searchers,
Banda Bassotti,
Audionom,
Eddi Front,
Todd Rundgren,
Fugazi,
The American Breed,
The Black Dice,
Jacques Brel,
Joey Negro,
The Moleskins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Blake Baxter,
The Doobie Brothers,
Agent Orange,
Hardrive,
10cc,
Bronski Beat,
Urselle,
Bobby Byrd,
Japan,
Reagan Youth,
MDC,
Jeff Mills,
Echospace,
Lightning Bolt,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Erasure, Erasure, Erasure, Erasure.
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.