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 Spain and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 harpsichord 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 Monolake to the electroclash 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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Kenny Larkin,
Fat Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Deakin,
Yellowson,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tim Buckley,
Brass Construction,
Don Cherry,
Wire,
Lakeside,
Dual Sessions,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Popol Vuh,
DJ Sneak,
Country Teasers,
the Sonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Human League,
The Beau Brummels,
Al Stewart,
The Associates,
Visage,
Pylon,
Echospace,
Gregory Isaacs,
Isaac Hayes,
The Happenings,
The Cramps,
Faust,
Janne Schatter,
Amon Düül,
Lee Hazlewood,
Steve Hackett,
Jeff Mills,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Flipper,
Avey Tare,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
MDC,
Silicon Teens,
The Birthday Party,
The Durutti Column,
La Düsseldorf,
Jandek,
Carl Craig,
Traffic Nightmare,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cecil Taylor,
Scientists,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Nirvana,
cv313,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Standells,
June Days,
PIL,
Henry Cow,
Mission of Burma,
Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments, Unrelated Segments.
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.