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 Tanzania and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Carl Craig to the rock 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
K-Klass,
The Techniques,
Aaron Thompson,
Intrusion,
Second Layer,
Young Marble Giants,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sugar Minott,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brothers Johnson,
Derrick Morgan,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Electric Prunes,
Archie Shepp,
Eddi Front,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nik Kershaw,
A Certain Ratio,
Goldenarms,
The Pretty Things,
Max Romeo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
New York Dolls,
Davy DMX,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Barclay James Harvest,
Vainqueur,
The Gap Band,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pagans,
The Beau Brummels,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fela Kuti,
Skriet,
Monolake,
Boz Scaggs,
Lightning Bolt,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tubeway Army,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dennis Brown,
Theoretical Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Sheep,
Underground Resistance,
The Knickerbockers,
Susan Cadogan,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Normal,
Nirvana,
Lalann,
Gong,
The Victims,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.