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 Iran and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Japan to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lakeside record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Hashim,
Faraquet,
Faust,
Marshall Jefferson,
Electric Prunes,
Dennis Brown,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Cure,
Tomorrow,
Marine Girls,
Theoretical Girls,
The Offenders,
Rapeman,
The Associates,
Skriet,
Groovy Waters,
Sonic Youth,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gong,
Royal Trux,
Fluxion,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
cv313,
Bobby Byrd,
Mars,
The Invisible,
Jeff Lynne,
Mantronix,
Cameo,
Pierre Henry,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fuzztones,
Barbara Tucker,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
kango's stein massive,
Drexciya,
Thompson Twins,
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scrapy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Television,
Kool Moe Dee,
Easy Going,
The Cramps,
David Bowie,
Cymande,
Symarip,
Crispian St. Peters,
Warren Ellis,
K-Klass,
Rekid,
Moby Grape,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bob Dylan,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.