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 Brunei and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the oboe 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 Babytalk 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Patti Smith,
China Crisis,
Altered Images,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blackbyrds,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Black Dice,
The Human League,
John Holt,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Be Bop Deluxe,
This Heat,
The Real Kids,
Camberwell Now,
David Bowie,
John Foxx,
Sixth Finger,
The Smiths,
Girls At Our Best!,
Popol Vuh,
Q and Not U,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Young Marble Giants,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Whodini,
Sexual Harrassment,
Flipper,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Lynne,
Warren Ellis,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
La Düsseldorf,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Roxette,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Masters at Work,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
The Pop Group,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Golliwogs,
Kas Product,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
PIL,
The Star Department,
Zero Boys,
The Fuzztones,
The Skatalites,
Prince Buster,
The Walker Brothers,
Public Enemy,
The Electric Prunes,
Soul II Soul,
Vladislav Delay,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Moleskins,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.