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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 clarinet 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 Chris Corsano to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every These Immortal Souls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Delon & Dalcan,
Agitation Free,
Colin Newman,
kango's stein massive,
Godley & Creme,
The Cowsills,
Jawbox,
Radiohead,
Delta 5,
Panda Bear,
Pantytec,
Joe Finger,
Crooked Eye,
The Vogues,
Bobby Sherman,
Cheater Slicks,
Audionom,
Hoover,
The Seeds,
Kurtis Blow,
Eric B and Rakim,
Fugazi,
Alice Coltrane,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Dual Sessions,
Alison Limerick,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers,
Danielle Patucci,
Scion,
Derrick May,
Lou Christie,
Sight & Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Easy Going,
Rites of Spring,
Pharoah Sanders,
Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
the Germs,
Jandek,
The Doobie Brothers,
Skaos,
Wally Richardson,
Schoolly D,
Bang On A Can,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eric Dolphy,
The Gun Club,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grey Daturas,
Camberwell Now,
Mary Jane Girls,
Matthew Bourne,
The Buckinghams,
Alphaville,
Tubeway Army,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.