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 Papua New Guinea and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes 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 Cluster to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Alton Ellis,
Urselle,
Marc Almond,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Television,
Minny Pops,
Blake Baxter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
China Crisis,
Barry Ungar,
Dark Day,
EPMD,
the Human League,
Blossom Toes,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
Al Stewart,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Shuggie Otis,
James White and The Blacks,
Spandau Ballet,
Can,
Aural Exciters,
The Count Five,
The Mojo Men,
The Buckinghams,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Absolute Body Control,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dead Boys,
The Trojans,
Gichy Dan,
Glambeats Corp.,
Warsaw,
Von Mondo,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Panda Bear,
Spoonie Gee,
Judy Mowatt,
Bill Wells,
Ultravox,
Vainqueur,
Fatback Band,
Godley & Creme,
E-Dancer,
Boogie Down Productions,
New Age Steppers,
The Evens,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Interpol,
Laurel Aitken,
Television Personalities,
Jawbox,
Patti Smith,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Fugazi,
Warren Ellis,
Marmalade,
Groovy Waters,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.