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 Turkey and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ossler to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Vainqueur,
Altered Images,
A Certain Ratio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Smiths,
Drexciya,
The Trojans,
Tres Demented,
Sight & Sound,
Wasted Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cluster,
Bobby Womack,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Panda Bear,
The Invisible,
The Electric Prunes,
Nils Olav,
The Seeds,
JFA,
Fad Gadget,
The Blackbyrds,
Index,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Pussy Galore,
10cc,
Swell Maps,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lalann,
Yaz,
Sarah Menescal,
The Litter,
Terrestrial Tones,
H. Thieme,
Ossler,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
Smog,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Byron Stingily,
Ponytail,
The Zeros,
Soulsonic Force,
Lindisfarne,
The Move,
Lou Christie,
Godley & Creme,
Gerry Rafferty,
Pulsallama,
Eric Dolphy,
Althea and Donna,
Shoche,
Rapeman,
David Bowie,
Infiniti,
Erasure,
Animal Collective,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.