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 Fiji 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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Livin' Joy to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
Easy Going,
New Order,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Buckinghams,
Half Japanese,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moss Icon,
The Last Poets,
Roxette,
EPMD,
Althea and Donna,
Scan 7,
The Birthday Party,
Gregory Isaacs,
Inner City,
Jeff Mills,
E-Dancer,
The United States of America,
Gang Starr,
Laurel Aitken,
Guru Guru,
The Gap Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nas,
Motorama,
The Blackbyrds,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fad Gadget,
Bad Manners,
The Offenders,
The Red Krayola,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sight & Sound,
Lower 48,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Main Source,
The Raincoats,
Sexual Harrassment,
Babytalk,
Wally Richardson,
Jacob Miller,
The J.B.'s,
the Association,
Audionom,
Nils Olav,
Slick Rick,
Sun Ra,
Mandrill,
The Slits,
Angry Samoans,
John Foxx,
Sam Rivers,
The Mummies,
Toni Rubio,
the Swans,
The Skatalites,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.