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 Maldives and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Deadbeat to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Index. All the underground hits.
All Eric Dolphy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every H. Thieme 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Theoretical Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Bill Wells,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Durutti Column,
Sugar Minott,
The Searchers,
Unwound,
These Immortal Souls,
Ice-T,
X-Ray Spex,
Black Sheep,
X-102,
The Pop Group,
The Busters,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Radiopuhelimet,
David McCallum,
Motorama,
Wire,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Neon Judgement,
UT,
Wolf Eyes,
Drexciya,
The Fortunes,
Groovy Waters,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sonic Youth,
Loose Ends,
The Vogues,
EPMD,
Drive Like Jehu,
DJ Style,
Q65,
a-ha,
Thompson Twins,
Derrick Morgan,
8 Eyed Spy,
Steve Hackett,
Pulsallama,
Surgeon,
Sun City Girls,
Dennis Brown,
The Move,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Nas,
The Moleskins,
Nico,
Dual Sessions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ornette Coleman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Music Machine,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.