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 Canada and from Cairo.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Nik Kershaw to the disco 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 Lou Christie. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Angels of Light & Akron/Family 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 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Eli Mardock,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cecil Taylor,
Index,
Cluster,
Marmalade,
Drive Like Jehu,
Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Radiopuhelimet,
Anakelly,
Young Marble Giants,
Excepter,
Pantaleimon,
Animal Collective,
Interpol,
The Fall,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Doors,
Schoolly D,
Bobby Sherman,
Babytalk,
Oblivians,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lindisfarne,
Pussy Galore,
Sister Nancy,
The Gap Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Television Personalities,
Can,
Michelle Simonal,
Pulsallama,
Quando Quango,
Jawbox,
Alison Limerick,
Lalann,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ituana,
OOIOO,
Shoche,
The Gories,
Albert Ayler,
Fear,
Icehouse,
Kaleidoscope,
Skaos,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mojo Men,
Idris Muhammad,
Adolescents,
Eddi Front,
The Evens,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bush Tetras,
Henry Cow,
Letta Mbulu,
Toni Rubio,
Judy Mowatt,
Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now, Camberwell Now.
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.