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 Algeria and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 Holger Czukay 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 Monolake to the punk 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 Bobby Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dave Gahan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Young Rascals,
Chris Corsano,
Sound Behaviour,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
David McCallum,
John Lydon,
The Moleskins,
China Crisis,
Interpol,
X-101,
a-ha,
Circle Jerks,
The Count Five,
Second Layer,
Fat Boys,
cv313,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Tubeway Army,
Joyce Sims,
Pulsallama,
Marshall Jefferson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Last Poets,
The Star Department,
Nico,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Iggy Pop,
Robert Hood,
The Barracudas,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Smog,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Electric Prunes,
Hashim,
Symarip,
Sex Pistols,
Gang of Four,
Supertramp,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Gang Green,
Alphaville,
The Wake,
Davy DMX,
Traffic Nightmare,
Prince Buster,
Negative Approach,
Eric Dolphy,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ronan, Ronan, Ronan, Ronan.
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.