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 Sri Lanka and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 organ 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 JFA to the jazz 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 Skriet. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gian Franco Pienzio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boredoms,
Agitation Free,
David Bowie,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Flipper,
Howard Jones,
The Beau Brummels,
Warsaw,
The Motions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Gories,
Peter & Gordon,
Porter Ricks,
Parry Music,
Swans,
The Walker Brothers,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jesper Dahlback,
Johnny Osbourne,
Janne Schatter,
Jeff Lynne,
The Velvet Underground,
Slave,
Radio Birdman,
UT,
The Techniques,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Robert Hood,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Crooked Eye,
Skriet,
Slick Rick,
Siglo XX,
The Index,
The Victims,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
ABC,
Fluxion,
Gang Green,
Wire,
Liliput,
Visage,
Accadde A,
In Retrospect,
Technova,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
Bronski Beat,
Kaleidoscope,
Oneida,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Normal,
Schoolly D,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rod Modell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lungfish,
Mo-Dettes,
The Dirtbombs,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Grandmaster Flash,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.