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 Montenegro 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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Jacob Miller to the dance 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alphaville record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Motorama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Television Personalities,
The Slits,
Carl Craig,
Hasil Adkins,
Barry Ungar,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
The Standells,
The Grass Roots,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jawbox,
Kenny Larkin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Flipper,
Ultra Naté,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Oneida,
Boogie Down Productions,
Slick Rick,
R.M.O.,
The Neon Judgement,
Talk Talk,
Glenn Branca,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Vladislav Delay,
Rites of Spring,
Hot Snakes,
CMW,
Jandek,
Easy Going,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Drexciya,
Amazonics,
Al Stewart,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blossom Toes,
Beasts of Bourbon,
MC5,
Althea and Donna,
Alison Limerick,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultimate Spinach,
Marcia Griffiths,
Janne Schatter,
The Moleskins,
David Axelrod,
The Sound,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fat Boys,
Todd Rundgren,
Alice Coltrane,
Panda Bear,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yaz,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Slackers,
Circle Jerks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo, Max Romeo.
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.