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 Liechtenstein and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Outsiders to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reed. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sparks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Television,
Jeru the Damaja,
Avey Tare,
Crooked Eye,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultra Naté,
JFA,
Scott Walker,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Yellowson,
The Real Kids,
Fad Gadget,
The Selecter,
Johnny Clarke,
LL Cool J,
Niagra,
The Evens,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Quando Quango,
Judy Mowatt,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jacob Miller,
Bootsy Collins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Robert Görl,
Groovy Waters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Crispian St. Peters,
Matthew Halsall,
Clear Light,
Eve St. Jones,
Chris Corsano,
Kas Product,
Agitation Free,
Vladislav Delay,
Whodini,
Cheater Slicks,
Procol Harum,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Idris Muhammad,
Morten Harket,
The Trojans,
Lalo Schifrin,
Rhythm & Sound,
Flipper,
Freddie Wadling,
Lower 48,
Cybotron,
Nirvana,
The Black Dice,
Saccharine Trust,
Sight & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Grauzone,
Mad Mike,
Eden Ahbez,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.