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 Barbados and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the grime 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Slackers,
The Victims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Monks,
Tim Buckley,
Crispian St. Peters,
Masters at Work,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echospace,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Camberwell Now,
Jesper Dahlback,
Carl Craig,
Arthur Verocai,
The Residents,
Technova,
MC5,
Alphaville,
Fluxion,
Ornette Coleman,
The Barracudas,
Rod Modell,
Absolute Body Control,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dennis Brown,
Ponytail,
Joensuu 1685,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Qualms,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Gladiators,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Hot Snakes,
Freddie Wadling,
Thompson Twins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
X-101,
Warren Ellis,
Pagans,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Theoretical Girls,
Negative Approach,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brothers Johnson,
Television,
Joe Finger,
The Grass Roots,
The Doors,
AZ,
Peter & Gordon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
Tomorrow,
Isaac Hayes,
Grandmaster Flash,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Pop Group,
Rufus Thomas,
Quantec, Quantec, Quantec, Quantec.
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.