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 Mali and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fuzztones to the grime 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Piero Umiliani 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?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Misunderstood,
Warren Ellis,
The Offenders,
Lalann,
Marvin Gaye,
Pantaleimon,
Urselle,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Susan Cadogan,
The Star Department,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fela Kuti,
Mad Mike,
Reagan Youth,
Roxette,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dave Gahan,
Pagans,
Icehouse,
Gabor Szabo,
Stetsasonic,
Max Romeo,
Avey Tare,
Qualms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Neon Judgement,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Howard Jones,
Tubeway Army,
The Cramps,
The Electric Prunes,
John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Scratch Acid,
The Fortunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Mojo Men,
The Sonics,
Black Sheep,
Godley & Creme,
Freddie Wadling,
Albert Ayler,
The Divine Comedy,
KRS-One,
Intrusion,
Idris Muhammad,
H. Thieme,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Cowsills,
The Cure,
Jeff Lynne,
Darondo,
Amon Düül,
Depeche Mode,
Steve Hackett,
Monolake,
The Five Americans,
The Knickerbockers,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.