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 Bulgaria and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Quadrant,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Reagan Youth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Rekid,
One Last Wish,
John Foxx,
Sonny Sharrock,
Infiniti,
Bobby Sherman,
Fatback Band,
Mandrill,
Lindisfarne,
Moss Icon,
The Music Machine,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monks,
The Beau Brummels,
Radiopuhelimet,
Wally Richardson,
Andrew Hill,
Negative Approach,
Joy Division,
Alton Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Human League,
T. Rex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
The Zeros,
Wolf Eyes,
Cecil Taylor,
Brand Nubian,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
ABBA,
Peter & Gordon,
DNA,
Sex Pistols,
The Monks,
Lyres,
Gichy Dan,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mo-Dettes,
The Techniques,
Sandy B,
The Fuzztones,
Sugar Minott,
Slave,
Toni Rubio,
Altered Images,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Malaria!,
Roxy Music,
Roy Ayers,
Underground Resistance,
Yazoo,
the Germs,
Slick Rick,
The Fortunes,
K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass, K-Klass.
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.