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 Kiribati and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Symarip to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a UT record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Main Source,
The Raincoats,
Television,
the Association,
Jesper Dahlback,
Roxy Music,
Pagans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Joyce Sims,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Barry Ungar,
Lucky Dragons,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gichy Dan,
Yaz,
Bad Manners,
Toni Rubio,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Warsaw,
Nico,
The Grass Roots,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hardrive,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Smooth,
Can,
Max Romeo,
Gabor Szabo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
The Litter,
Yellowson,
Model 500,
Scan 7,
Lightning Bolt,
Oblivians,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kaleidoscope,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Motions,
Vainqueur,
Excepter,
Chris Corsano,
Basic Channel,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pantytec,
Talk Talk,
Magma,
Joy Division,
The Techniques,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tom Boy,
Aswad,
The Buckinghams,
Livin' Joy,
Steve Hackett,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Henry Cow,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.