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 China and from New York.
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 Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 arpeggiator 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 China Crisis to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flamin' Groovies record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smiths,
The Cowsills,
The Grass Roots,
X-Ray Spex,
The Evens,
Todd Terry,
MC5,
Idris Muhammad,
MDC,
Zapp,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Spandau Ballet,
Marc Almond,
Ultra Naté,
Malaria!,
Kas Product,
Laurel Aitken,
Bobby Womack,
Reagan Youth,
The Gories,
Average White Band,
Babytalk,
Marcia Griffiths,
Agitation Free,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Mr. Review,
David McCallum,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Nas,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
B.T. Express,
Suicide,
Trumans Water,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Germs,
Black Bananas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Can,
The Mojo Men,
Nick Fraelich,
Eurythmics,
Whodini,
Jeff Mills,
The Move,
DNA,
A Certain Ratio,
Excepter,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sex Pistols,
Pere Ubu,
Ituana,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Inner City,
Johnny Clarke,
Cameo,
Amon Düül II,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.