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 Cameroon and from Sao Paulo.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Michael McDonald 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 Nation of Ulysses to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 B.T. Express. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry Gold Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
X-Ray Spex,
Big Daddy Kane,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Barclay James Harvest,
T.S.O.L.,
Rapeman,
Bobby Sherman,
Ludus,
John Cale,
The Fortunes,
The Dead C,
Pagans,
One Last Wish,
The Music Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Angels of Light,
Essential Logic,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grey Daturas,
The Last Poets,
Rufus Thomas,
Black Sheep,
Lower 48,
New York Dolls,
The Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blues Magoos,
Agent Orange,
Joe Smooth,
Whodini,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
T. Rex,
Girls At Our Best!,
Roger Hodgson,
Bootsy Collins,
The Leaves,
Thompson Twins,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tropical Tobacco,
Vladislav Delay,
Wings,
The Smoke,
Aaron Thompson,
The Velvet Underground,
Ronnie Foster,
Marmalade,
Matthew Bourne,
PIL,
The Cowsills,
MDC,
Nils Olav,
Roy Ayers,
The Monks,
Rites of Spring,
Talk Talk,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Alison Limerick,
The Star Department,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.