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 Kenya and from Woodstock.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 arpeggiator 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 Kool Moe Dee to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Angels of Light & Akron/Family. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pretty Things record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Al Stewart,
Robert Görl,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
These Immortal Souls,
Aural Exciters,
Gregory Isaacs,
Terrestrial Tones,
Nico,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Moss Icon,
E-Dancer,
Toni Rubio,
Juan Atkins,
Wings,
Maleditus Sound,
Joyce Sims,
Khruangbin,
Lakeside,
Robert Hood,
Bluetip,
Deepchord,
L. Decosne,
Crash Course in Science,
Pantytec,
The Angels of Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Wasted Youth,
New Order,
Johnny Clarke,
Ituana,
Reuben Wilson,
Mark Hollis,
The Divine Comedy,
MDC,
Shoche,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Busters,
Radio Birdman,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ludus,
Crooked Eye,
Ronan,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Quando Quango,
Bronski Beat,
Kool Moe Dee,
Neu!,
Cameo,
Funky Four + One,
Magma,
The Happenings,
Frankie Knuckles,
Patti Smith,
The Velvet Underground,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Swell Maps,
Motorama,
Morten Harket,
Model 500, Model 500, Model 500, Model 500.
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.