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 Liberia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Audionom to the funk 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 DNA. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camberwell Now record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
Lyres,
New Order,
Joensuu 1685,
Graham Central Station,
Thee Headcoats,
ABC,
Al Stewart,
Chris & Cosey,
Stetsasonic,
Severed Heads,
Sandy B,
Pagans,
Section 25,
Little Man,
The Names,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bush Tetras,
Arcadia,
Inner City,
Agitation Free,
Mantronix,
The Stooges,
The Smoke,
Reuben Wilson,
Silicon Teens,
Television Personalities,
Barrington Levy,
Scion,
Altered Images,
Saccharine Trust,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Swans,
Archie Shepp,
The Pretty Things,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Seeds,
Black Flag,
Marshall Jefferson,
Simply Red,
Popol Vuh,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Swans,
The New Christs,
Derrick Morgan,
Jeff Mills,
Crispian St. Peters,
ABBA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pharoah Sanders,
Chris Corsano,
Nas,
Sugar Minott,
Deakin,
Ohio Players,
Marmalade,
Groovy Waters,
Piero Umiliani,
The Leaves,
kango's stein massive,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.