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 Bolivia and from Stockholm.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Los Fastidios to the rap 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fad Gadget record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Holt,
The Divine Comedy,
Jacques Brel,
Malaria!,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unwound,
Pharoah Sanders,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bill Near,
Sexual Harrassment,
T.S.O.L.,
Electric Prunes,
Dark Day,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lakeside,
Minny Pops,
The Red Krayola,
Magma,
One Last Wish,
Archie Shepp,
Anthony Braxton,
Drexciya,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jeff Lynne,
Crash Course in Science,
The Names,
Minnie Riperton,
Soul Sonic Force,
David McCallum,
Excepter,
Lungfish,
The Walker Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mark Hollis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Count Five,
New Order,
Quando Quango,
Intrusion,
Pagans,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Fela Kuti,
The Doors,
The Golliwogs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sarah Menescal,
Amon Düül II,
Moss Icon,
the Bar-Kays,
The Flesh Eaters,
Depeche Mode,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Black Moon,
ABC,
Television Personalities,
Piero Umiliani,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Scientists,
Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters, Aural Exciters.
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.