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 Switzerland and from Sao Paulo.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cabaret Voltaire to the grunge 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 Big Daddy Kane. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter & Gordon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Toasters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Quando Quango,
Althea and Donna,
Shuggie Otis,
Lou Reed,
Scratch Acid,
EPMD,
The Leaves,
kango's stein massive,
Fluxion,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fugs,
48th St. Collective,
Sound Behaviour,
Mr. Review,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bluetip,
The Remains,
Erykah Badu,
Yusef Lateef,
8 Eyed Spy,
Nico,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Moleskins,
The Grass Roots,
Cecil Taylor,
Icehouse,
Monks,
Sonny Sharrock,
June Days,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Dead C,
Kurtis Blow,
Jeru the Damaja,
Ponytail,
Robert Wyatt,
D'Angelo,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
LL Cool J,
Chris Corsano,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grey Daturas,
Todd Rundgren,
Severed Heads,
This Heat,
Second Layer,
Nik Kershaw,
Faust,
Slave,
Nils Olav,
Popol Vuh,
Wasted Youth,
Lebanon Hanover,
Hoover,
Von Mondo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Soul II Soul,
Supertramp,
Rotary Connection,
Rakim, Rakim, Rakim, Rakim.
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.