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 Albania and from Calgary.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 a-ha to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stereo Dub record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes 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?
Brass Construction,
Black Flag,
Magazine,
Patti Smith,
The Wake,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Lydon,
Thompson Twins,
Gang Gang Dance,
Essential Logic,
Roger Hodgson,
Sparks,
Bootsy Collins,
The Searchers,
DJ Style,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Monks,
Intrusion,
Mandrill,
The Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Alphaville,
Hardrive,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Sheep,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Simply Red,
Zero Boys,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Flamin' Groovies,
Von Mondo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Rod Modell,
Banda Bassotti,
Vladislav Delay,
Idris Muhammad,
the Slits,
The Smiths,
The Detroit Cobras,
Young Marble Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Aural Exciters,
Warsaw,
Wally Richardson,
X-101,
Livin' Joy,
The Angels of Light,
Ohio Players,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fluxion,
John Holt,
The Victims,
Whodini,
Godley & Creme,
Radiohead,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
Kerri Chandler,
Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza, Eyeless In Gaza.
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.