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 Venezuela and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb 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 Magazine to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Popol Vuh,
Soul Sonic Force,
Von Mondo,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Icehouse,
Fugazi,
Yaz,
Roy Ayers,
The Birthday Party,
Moebius,
Zapp,
Supertramp,
Pussy Galore,
Ice-T,
Half Japanese,
Aswad,
Minutemen,
Scrapy,
China Crisis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fugs,
Anakelly,
Todd Terry,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
8 Eyed Spy,
Derrick Morgan,
Darondo,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
Minnie Riperton,
The Buckinghams,
ABBA,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Soft Cell,
Young Marble Giants,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxette,
Babytalk,
Q and Not U,
John Cale,
Surgeon,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oneida,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Khruangbin,
The Vogues,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Reagan Youth,
The Knickerbockers,
Animal Collective,
Lucky Dragons,
Joy Division,
Slave,
Jacob Miller,
Terry Callier,
Adolescents,
Amon Düül II,
Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station, Graham Central Station.
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.