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 Malaysia and from Shanghai.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brick 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kings Of Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dark Day,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeff Mills,
Faust,
Grauzone,
Bill Wells,
Magma,
Yusef Lateef,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Saccharine Trust,
Los Fastidios,
Marmalade,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Basic Channel,
Dawn Penn,
Henry Cow,
Terrestrial Tones,
Pylon,
Joensuu 1685,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minny Pops,
The J.B.'s,
David McCallum,
Bush Tetras,
The Standells,
10cc,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
ABC,
Deepchord,
Average White Band,
The Monochrome Set,
The Angels of Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nico,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Real Kids,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mission of Burma,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Tim Buckley,
Althea and Donna,
Yellowson,
The Fire Engines,
The Moleskins,
The American Breed,
Lou Reed,
Roxy Music,
Echospace,
Aaron Thompson,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Fugs,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fluxion,
James White and The Blacks,
Gang Starr,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hashim,
DJ Sneak,
Cal Tjader,
Ponytail,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Birthday Party,
The Gap Band,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.