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 Macedonia and from London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Raincoats to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Blake Baxter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Simply Red,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Saints,
Supertramp,
Circle Jerks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Excepter,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Modern Lovers,
Qualms,
The J.B.'s,
Swell Maps,
Minny Pops,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Kinks,
Pierre Henry,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Cell,
Ornette Coleman,
Man Parrish,
The Mojo Men,
Dark Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eurythmics,
Brand Nubian,
The Fire Engines,
Nik Kershaw,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bobby Womack,
Glenn Branca,
The Martian,
Swans,
Jacob Miller,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris & Cosey,
Peter & Gordon,
Desert Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Agent Orange,
Piero Umiliani,
Steve Hackett,
Carl Craig,
The Young Rascals,
Surgeon,
The Names,
EPMD,
Banda Bassotti,
Boredoms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ronan,
The Selecter,
Ultravox,
The Pretty Things,
Rod Modell,
Hoover,
Jeff Lynne,
Idris Muhammad,
Faraquet,
Gichy Dan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.