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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 rhodes 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 Anakelly to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All The United States of America tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Janne Schatter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Darondo,
Aloha Tigers,
The Cramps,
Neil Young,
Marmalade,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
June of 44,
The Durutti Column,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Last Poets,
Rekid,
Lower 48,
Gang of Four,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
T. Rex,
Sällskapet,
DJ Style,
Shoche,
Joe Finger,
Sexual Harrassment,
K-Klass,
Procol Harum,
Robert Hood,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ossler,
Wolf Eyes,
Josef K,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marine Girls,
The Residents,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boz Scaggs,
Bobby Sherman,
H. Thieme,
Average White Band,
Pierre Henry,
Symarip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Altered Images,
Ultimate Spinach,
Cecil Taylor,
World's Most,
Yusef Lateef,
Ituana,
The Human League,
Deakin,
Radiohead,
Nick Fraelich,
Soul II Soul,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Christie,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.