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 Zambia and from Stockholm.
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 Johannesburg and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Electric Prunes to the grunge 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The Smoke,
Funkadelic,
cv313,
Saccharine Trust,
The Fuzztones,
Lou Christie,
Simply Red,
Procol Harum,
Howard Jones,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Roger Hodgson,
Nik Kershaw,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Leaves,
Metal Thangz,
Organ,
Dead Boys,
Cymande,
Sällskapet,
Infiniti,
Blancmange,
Janne Schatter,
The Monochrome Set,
Moss Icon,
Cheater Slicks,
The Human League,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Minor Threat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Q and Not U,
Donny Hathaway,
Tomorrow,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare,
Porter Ricks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delta 5,
Matthew Bourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Chris Corsano,
Eddi Front,
Tears for Fears,
Accadde A,
Robert Hood,
Toni Rubio,
The Barracudas,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dark Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Glenn Branca,
Wings,
Fluxion,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Intrusion,
The Smiths,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.