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 East Timor and from Jakarta.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 oboe 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 Drive Like Jehu to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Amazonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Theoretical Girls 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Scion,
Joyce Sims,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joe Finger,
The Index,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Electric Light Orchestra,
Blancmange,
Avey Tare,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Black Pus,
Symarip,
Can,
Niagra,
Au Pairs,
Deadbeat,
Hashim,
Sonic Youth,
B.T. Express,
Gang Green,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Walker Brothers,
Nils Olav,
The Five Americans,
Bluetip,
The Gun Club,
Skaos,
The Gap Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Matthew Halsall,
Country Teasers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Kinks,
The Toasters,
Gichy Dan,
Eddi Front,
FM Einheit,
The Durutti Column,
Cal Tjader,
Godley & Creme,
Qualms,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Basic Channel,
Deepchord,
Absolute Body Control,
China Crisis,
The Young Rascals,
Con Funk Shun,
Graham Central Station,
Public Image Ltd.,
Popol Vuh,
Sparks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Wire,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Sherman,
Whodini,
Thompson Twins,
Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron, Louis and Bebe Barron.
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.