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 Netherlands and from Stockholm.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Mo-Dettes to the grunge 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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Rhythm & Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Kenny Larkin,
Yusef Lateef,
The Happenings,
T. Rex,
Alice Coltrane,
The Slackers,
Aaron Thompson,
Delta 5,
Young Marble Giants,
Frankie Knuckles,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thee Headcoats,
Goldenarms,
Judy Mowatt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Alison Limerick,
Arcadia,
Soulsonic Force,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Organ,
Monolake,
Black Moon,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Ken Boothe,
Talk Talk,
Jacob Miller,
The Divine Comedy,
Con Funk Shun,
Section 25,
Spoonie Gee,
DJ Style,
Lou Reed,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Vogues,
Hashim,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy Collins,
Alton Ellis,
Supertramp,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Scientists,
Alphaville,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Barclay James Harvest,
Pantytec,
John Lydon,
Neu!,
China Crisis,
Los Fastidios,
Marc Almond,
Newcleus,
Oblivians,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.