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 Congo and from Seoul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Frankie Knuckles to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Model 500 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Pop Group,
Sister Nancy,
Crash Course in Science,
Second Layer,
Crispy Ambulance,
Eden Ahbez,
Henry Cow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Negative Approach,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ronan,
Pole,
The Tremeloes,
Scientists,
The American Breed,
Kool Moe Dee,
Freddie Wadling,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kaleidoscope,
Eric Dolphy,
Television Personalities,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Niagra,
The Gories,
Pierre Henry,
Blake Baxter,
Stetsasonic,
Kerrie Biddell,
Maleditus Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
The Skatalites,
Glenn Branca,
Swans,
Banda Bassotti,
Neu!,
New Age Steppers,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Fire Engines,
Silicon Teens,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lakeside,
Barbara Tucker,
Arab on Radar,
The Index,
DJ Sneak,
Accadde A,
Kayak,
Alphaville,
The Smoke,
Robert Görl,
Alison Limerick,
Quadrant,
The Sonics,
Mo-Dettes,
A Certain Ratio,
The Fall,
Soft Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Supertramp,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Janne Schatter,
The Music Machine,
Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons, Lucky Dragons.
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.