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 Philippines and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 Marcia Griffiths to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
The Star Department,
The Techniques,
Wally Richardson,
Robert Wyatt,
Josef K,
Radio Birdman,
Morten Harket,
the Human League,
T. Rex,
Mission of Burma,
The American Breed,
Soft Cell,
Moebius,
Los Fastidios,
Ultravox,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blackbyrds,
The Gories,
Minor Threat,
Dark Day,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
This Heat,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Flag,
Eden Ahbez,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
New York Dolls,
The Martian,
Japan,
Yaz,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young,
Pierre Henry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shoche,
Fear,
Reuben Wilson,
Ronan,
The Misunderstood,
Minnie Riperton,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Crooked Eye,
Malaria!,
Dennis Brown,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lower 48,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Moleskins,
Crispy Ambulance,
UT,
Eve St. Jones,
The Raincoats,
The Walker Brothers,
Buzzcocks,
Heaven 17,
Massinfluence,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu, Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu.
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.