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 Costa Rica and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Cairo.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Al Stewart to the rap 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Stockholm Monsters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scan 7,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Smiths,
Second Layer,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sandy B,
K-Klass,
The Cowsills,
The Evens,
Swell Maps,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jeff Lynne,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nils Olav,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Grauzone,
Television,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Beau Brummels,
Yusef Lateef,
Jimmy McGriff,
Make Up,
Silicon Teens,
The Alarm Clocks,
Alison Limerick,
Aswad,
The Remains,
the Sonics,
D'Angelo,
Suicide,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Cameo,
Unwound,
Visage,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mr. Review,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Donny Hathaway,
Hoover,
Cluster,
Charles Mingus,
The Seeds,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Trojans,
Banda Bassotti,
Cheater Slicks,
U.S. Maple,
Japan,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Tremeloes,
Scott Walker,
Duran Duran,
John Cale,
Yazoo,
Heaven 17,
Intrusion,
T.S.O.L.,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.