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 East Timor and from Mexico City.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delon & Dalcan,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Busters,
Groovy Waters,
L. Decosne,
Nirvana,
Alison Limerick,
Ken Boothe,
Camouflage,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Y Pants,
Guru Guru,
The Durutti Column,
Rotary Connection,
PIL,
Kayak,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Marshall Jefferson,
48th St. Collective,
Clear Light,
LL Cool J,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
8 Eyed Spy,
Eddi Front,
The Cramps,
The Raincoats,
The Moody Blues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Prince Buster,
Piero Umiliani,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Janne Schatter,
Zero Boys,
The Blackbyrds,
Yazoo,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
John Holt,
Jeru the Damaja,
H. Thieme,
Pussy Galore,
Bauhaus,
Urselle,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lou Christie,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gang Green,
EPMD,
the Soft Cell,
Sonic Youth,
Sandy B,
Bad Manners,
Derrick May,
Young Marble Giants,
Sugar Minott,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.