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 Macedonia and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the punk 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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris Corsano,
the Swans,
The Stooges,
JFA,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Ronnie Foster,
Yaz,
Easy Going,
The Pretty Things,
Underground Resistance,
R.M.O.,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Interpol,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Wings,
The Golliwogs,
Fad Gadget,
Henry Cow,
cv313,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare,
DNA,
Eve St. Jones,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amazonics,
Sexual Harrassment,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soft Cell,
The American Breed,
The Wake,
Deakin,
Sällskapet,
Can,
Rhythm & Sound,
Funkadelic,
Thee Headcoats,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Hot Snakes,
Deadbeat,
David Bowie,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rekid,
Maleditus Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Nirvana,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Detroit Cobras,
FM Einheit,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Residents,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hardrive,
Black Pus,
Index,
The Velvet Underground,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lou Christie,
MDC,
Sly & The Family Stone,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.