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 Cambodia and from Calgary.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Manila.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris Corsano record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Angels of Light,
Echospace,
Barbara Tucker,
Pere Ubu,
The Real Kids,
Inner City,
Scott Walker,
Bronski Beat,
Make Up,
The Mummies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
World's Most,
The Residents,
Masters at Work,
Flipper,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rotary Connection,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Motions,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
OOIOO,
Bluetip,
Black Moon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultravox,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Y Pants,
Altered Images,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ituana,
Ludus,
The Golliwogs,
Magma,
Newcleus,
8 Eyed Spy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek,
Soft Cell,
The Dave Clark Five,
Stereo Dub,
Sixth Finger,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Adolescents,
Jeff Lynne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Malaria!,
Neil Young,
Nick Fraelich,
Tom Boy,
Rapeman,
The Seeds,
Janne Schatter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gabor Szabo,
the Bar-Kays,
Simply Red,
Gregory Isaacs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.