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 Andorra and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar 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 Japan to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Chris & Cosey,
In Retrospect,
FM Einheit,
Moebius,
The Knickerbockers,
David Axelrod,
The Star Department,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Wake,
Matthew Halsall,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brass Construction,
H. Thieme,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eric B and Rakim,
Barry Ungar,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Evens,
Sandy B,
Nik Kershaw,
Ossler,
Fad Gadget,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Brick,
Donald Byrd,
Gang of Four,
Prince Buster,
The Detroit Cobras,
Public Enemy,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Scion,
Lakeside,
Barclay James Harvest,
Tears for Fears,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Flipper,
Brothers Johnson,
Thee Headcoats,
a-ha,
Minor Threat,
Quantec,
John Holt,
Agitation Free,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Letta Mbulu,
Crooked Eye,
Al Stewart,
Dark Day,
Tubeway Army,
Mary Jane Girls,
Thompson Twins,
Scott Walker,
Cameo,
Mandrill,
Das Ding,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
The Blackbyrds,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.