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 Poland and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Slick Rick to the jazz 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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ralphi Rosario record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Victims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Judy Mowatt,
Faust,
Public Enemy,
Slick Rick,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nas,
Susan Cadogan,
Jesper Dahlback,
Alice Coltrane,
Albert Ayler,
Scion,
The Motions,
New Order,
Fugazi,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
One Last Wish,
David Bowie,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cure,
Agitation Free,
Pierre Henry,
Ronan,
Joyce Sims,
The Human League,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Black Sheep,
MDC,
Niagra,
Gabor Szabo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sister Nancy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pet Shop Boys,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minnie Riperton,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boz Scaggs,
Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Neil Young,
Stereo Dub,
Dead Boys,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
Minny Pops,
Magma,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
FM Einheit,
K-Klass,
The Divine Comedy,
The Red Krayola,
Pagans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Fatback Band,
Essential Logic,
The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals, The Young Rascals.
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.