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 Spain and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Josef K to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Kango’s Stein Massive. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donald Byrd record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Con Funk Shun,
The Skatalites,
In Retrospect,
The Alarm Clocks,
Intrusion,
Cameo,
The Neon Judgement,
Maleditus Sound,
Alice Coltrane,
Man Eating Sloth,
48th St. Collective,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Easy Going,
Joensuu 1685,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gabor Szabo,
Terry Callier,
Ten City,
Minor Threat,
Roy Ayers,
These Immortal Souls,
Scratch Acid,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Iggy Pop,
June of 44,
Janne Schatter,
Charles Mingus,
Altered Images,
Marine Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Blancmange,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mark Hollis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Robert Hood,
David Bowie,
Lucky Dragons,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tom Boy,
Deepchord,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bobby Byrd,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Last Poets,
Rites of Spring,
Mandrill,
Rod Modell,
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare,
B.T. Express,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lyres,
Desert Stars,
Heaven 17,
Sonic Youth,
Gang of Four,
Pantaleimon,
Stockholm Monsters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.