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 Albania and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 rhodes 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 Fela Kuti to the electroclash 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Osbourne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kevin Saunderson,
Funky Four + One,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Saints,
Gastr Del Sol,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Saccharine Trust,
Animal Collective,
Can,
David McCallum,
Scientists,
Spoonie Gee,
Jacob Miller,
Brass Construction,
The Remains,
June of 44,
Tomorrow,
Arthur Verocai,
Q and Not U,
Negative Approach,
LL Cool J,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
T. Rex,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Judy Mowatt,
Spandau Ballet,
The Knickerbockers,
John Lydon,
Josef K,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Swans,
The Fuzztones,
Banda Bassotti,
Quadrant,
Stereo Dub,
The Vogues,
Pole,
Organ,
Amon Düül,
Unwound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
Scrapy,
the Slits,
The Residents,
Al Stewart,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Leonard Cohen,
kango's stein massive,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bobby Byrd,
The Slits,
Subhumans,
The Fortunes,
Eden Ahbez,
Schoolly D,
The Golliwogs,
DJ Style,
Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas, Grey Daturas.
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.