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 Italy and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Sao Paulo.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Ronan to the jazz 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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra,
Minnie Riperton,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dave Gahan,
The Buckinghams,
Godley & Creme,
Ice-T,
The Electric Prunes,
Negative Approach,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
China Crisis,
Liliput,
Agitation Free,
The Blues Magoos,
Easy Going,
Steve Hackett,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Bananas,
Siglo XX,
Colin Newman,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Massinfluence,
The Detroit Cobras,
Agent Orange,
The Slackers,
The Monks,
Boredoms,
Byron Stingily,
Deepchord,
Nico,
Blancmange,
Magma,
Second Layer,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Susan Cadogan,
The Fugs,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Marvin Gaye,
The New Christs,
Lyres,
The Residents,
The Modern Lovers,
Buzzcocks,
The Black Dice,
Magazine,
Accadde A,
Jeff Mills,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Sheep,
Stetsasonic,
Pantaleimon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eddi Front,
The Dirtbombs,
Terry Callier,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hasil Adkins,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Count Five,
Drexciya,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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.