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 Palau and from Woodstock.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Warren Ellis to the dance 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 Wasted Youth. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Joe Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Suicide,
Kayak,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mandrill,
Avey Tare,
Cecil Taylor,
Bad Manners,
Roy Ayers,
Flash Fearless,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Tommy Roe,
JFA,
Magma,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crispian St. Peters,
Siglo XX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Soul II Soul,
Television Personalities,
Hoover,
Cybotron,
Adolescents,
Stiv Bators,
Suburban Knight,
Ossler,
The Kinks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Banda Bassotti,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radio Birdman,
Talk Talk,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Pop Group,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
ABC,
Eric Dolphy,
Cheater Slicks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Knickerbockers,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lebanon Hanover,
DNA,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
X-Ray Spex,
Groovy Waters,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bush Tetras,
Anakelly,
Moss Icon,
Alton Ellis,
Black Flag,
Todd Terry,
Donald Byrd,
Rites of Spring,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.