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 Sri Lanka and from Tehran.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the organ 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 Minnie Riperton to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pulsallama. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Justin Hinds & The Dominoes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
Jacob Miller,
Malaria!,
The Walker Brothers,
Lalann,
Tim Buckley,
Carl Craig,
Maurizio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Shuggie Otis,
Joy Division,
Simply Red,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
the Germs,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kevin Saunderson,
Brand Nubian,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
David Bowie,
The Beau Brummels,
Dave Gahan,
Yellowson,
World's Most,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Pretty Things,
Robert Wyatt,
Patti Smith,
Harpers Bizarre,
Crash Course in Science,
Roger Hodgson,
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
Pulsallama,
Gabor Szabo,
The Searchers,
Niagra,
Rekid,
Banda Bassotti,
Organ,
The Raincoats,
June Days,
DJ Style,
Todd Terry,
MC5,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Glenn Branca,
Cybotron,
Guru Guru,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Reuben Wilson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
the Swans,
Amon Düül II,
Zapp,
Pole,
The Grass Roots,
Kayak,
Sister Nancy,
The Victims,
Avey Tare,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.