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 Estonia and from Salvador.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Royal Trux to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Bootsy's Rubber Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Whodini record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
ABC,
Urselle,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The United States of America,
Ludus,
Slick Rick,
Kas Product,
Stereo Dub,
the Bar-Kays,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Techniques,
The Fortunes,
Japan,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sam Rivers,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Erasure,
Stiv Bators,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Essential Logic,
Nation of Ulysses,
Altered Images,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Gun Club,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
The Fall,
Angry Samoans,
China Crisis,
8 Eyed Spy,
Anthony Braxton,
Qualms,
Loose Ends,
Johnny Clarke,
Sällskapet,
Eve St. Jones,
Lindisfarne,
kango's stein massive,
Andrew Hill,
The Blackbyrds,
Nik Kershaw,
the Slits,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
One Last Wish,
Little Man,
Bang On A Can,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Banda Bassotti,
Deepchord,
Maurizio,
Organ,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Fuzztones,
Drexciya,
E-Dancer,
Fluxion,
The Knickerbockers,
Blancmange,
Nas, Nas, Nas, Nas.
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.