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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Jakarta.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ 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 In Retrospect to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Richard Hell and the Voidoids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Matthew Halsall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Von Mondo,
Absolute Body Control,
Simply Red,
Janne Schatter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tomorrow,
The Smoke,
The Walker Brothers,
Swell Maps,
Yellowson,
Cameo,
K-Klass,
Mission of Burma,
The Doors,
Guru Guru,
The Selecter,
Banda Bassotti,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Bobby Sherman,
Scan 7,
Pulsallama,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Count Five,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Music Machine,
Patti Smith,
Joy Division,
Delta 5,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultravox,
The Angels of Light,
The Human League,
ABC,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
Lalo Schifrin,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Drexciya,
Intrusion,
The Litter,
The Blackbyrds,
Bronski Beat,
The Remains,
Model 500,
Arab on Radar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Severed Heads,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
David McCallum,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sandy B,
Metal Thangz,
The Techniques,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Smiths,
The Fuzztones,
FM Einheit,
Derrick May,
Make Up,
The Busters, The Busters, The Busters, The Busters.
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.