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 Bhutan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 mellotron 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 Black Bananas to the electroclash 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 The Standells. All the underground hits.
All Cluster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Swell Maps,
Iggy Pop,
The Modern Lovers,
Robert Görl,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Archie Shepp,
Siglo XX,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sonic Youth,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Dave Clark Five,
John Foxx,
The Gun Club,
FM Einheit,
Arthur Verocai,
Davy DMX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bronski Beat,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Beau Brummels,
Juan Atkins,
Half Japanese,
Black Moon,
Cecil Taylor,
Eve St. Jones,
Skriet,
Altered Images,
H. Thieme,
Panda Bear,
The United States of America,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cramps,
The Young Rascals,
Crooked Eye,
Roy Ayers,
Reuben Wilson,
New Order,
Sugar Minott,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Kaleidoscope,
Simply Red,
B.T. Express,
The Velvet Underground,
Subhumans,
The Moleskins,
The Monochrome Set,
The Star Department,
Main Source,
Rotary Connection,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Fania All-Stars,
Organ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tubeway Army,
Monolake,
Lightning Bolt,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.