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 Chile and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sly & The Family Stone to the funk 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Crispian St. Peters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deakin,
Black Pus,
The Pop Group,
The Buckinghams,
Blossom Toes,
Dark Day,
Pantytec,
Yazoo,
Eli Mardock,
Lalo Schifrin,
Q65,
Young Marble Giants,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Sarah Menescal,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Pantaleimon,
Camouflage,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Clear Light,
Todd Terry,
The Young Rascals,
Sun City Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Los Fastidios,
The Velvet Underground,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Index,
Ohio Players,
Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
The Mojo Men,
Cluster,
Slick Rick,
The Real Kids,
Chris Corsano,
MC5,
Gong,
The Cramps,
Intrusion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barclay James Harvest,
John Coltrane,
Visage,
Erasure,
Josef K,
U.S. Maple,
Altered Images,
Wings,
Dave Gahan,
Jacob Miller,
Black Sheep,
Stiv Bators,
Ponytail,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ornette Coleman,
Flamin' Groovies,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Flipper,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.