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 Uruguay and from Lille.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Ten City to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Ken Boothe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bootsy Collins,
Television Personalities,
Kaleidoscope,
Hardrive,
The Invisible,
Robert Görl,
Erykah Badu,
Jerry's Kids,
Mark Hollis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Man Eating Sloth,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Pretty Things,
Slave,
Black Bananas,
Visage,
Idris Muhammad,
Infiniti,
Joensuu 1685,
The Divine Comedy,
Alphaville,
Don Cherry,
Bauhaus,
The Motions,
The Smiths,
The Selecter,
R.M.O.,
Niagra,
Swell Maps,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Flesh Eaters,
Thee Headcoats,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Durutti Column,
John Cale,
Boz Scaggs,
Mo-Dettes,
Stetsasonic,
David McCallum,
Minor Threat,
Michelle Simonal,
Sex Pistols,
Surgeon,
Pere Ubu,
The Modern Lovers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sugar Minott,
Lungfish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Whodini,
Vainqueur,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Cure,
a-ha,
the Normal,
Maleditus Sound,
Pylon, Pylon, Pylon, Pylon.
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.