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 Nauru and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Liliput to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Drexciya,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Fraelich,
Qualms,
Yazoo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
Joey Negro,
Todd Terry,
Rhythm & Sound,
Jawbox,
The Dead C,
Kayak,
Livin' Joy,
The Busters,
Marc Almond,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Stockholm Monsters,
Moby Grape,
Piero Umiliani,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
Can,
DJ Style,
Tubeway Army,
10cc,
The Seeds,
Black Pus,
Vladislav Delay,
Junior Murvin,
The Music Machine,
Fugazi,
Gerry Rafferty,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Walker Brothers,
Hardrive,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
the Bar-Kays,
Alison Limerick,
Terry Callier,
the Soft Cell,
Nik Kershaw,
FM Einheit,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Black Dice,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Frankie Knuckles,
Althea and Donna,
Alton Ellis,
The Selecter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Danielle Patucci,
Eddi Front,
Al Stewart,
Loose Ends,
Reagan Youth,
Howard Jones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.