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 Nauru and from Accra.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Evens to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Derrick Morgan,
Skarface,
The Five Americans,
Cymande,
The Pretty Things,
The Fortunes,
Johnny Clarke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Trumans Water,
Pussy Galore,
Skriet,
Alphaville,
Crash Course in Science,
Black Flag,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eden Ahbez,
Graham Central Station,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Black Dice,
Simply Red,
Lucky Dragons,
The Busters,
Half Japanese,
Dawn Penn,
Scrapy,
Groovy Waters,
Eric Copeland,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sex Pistols,
Khruangbin,
Byron Stingily,
Delon & Dalcan,
Warren Ellis,
Pole,
The Modern Lovers,
One Last Wish,
Tommy Roe,
Moebius,
Average White Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Slits,
Connie Case,
Joey Negro,
Derrick May,
Boogie Down Productions,
Masters at Work,
Lalann,
Intrusion,
Maurizio,
Godley & Creme,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Althea and Donna,
Mark Hollis,
Babytalk,
Jimmy McGriff,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure,
Donny Hathaway,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.