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 Peru and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 World's Most to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dorothy Ashby 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bronski Beat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Walker Brothers,
Moss Icon,
The Gun Club,
The Music Machine,
Fluxion,
The Skatalites,
Ralphi Rosario,
Toni Rubio,
Derrick May,
Trumans Water,
The Tremeloes,
Ten City,
Sam Rivers,
Marine Girls,
Pagans,
Marshall Jefferson,
Anakelly,
Yusef Lateef,
Bluetip,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Certain Ratio,
The Velvet Underground,
Reagan Youth,
Royal Trux,
The Alarm Clocks,
Glenn Branca,
F. McDonald,
David McCallum,
The Trojans,
Y Pants,
Bizarre Inc.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Parry Music,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
The Seeds,
Colin Newman,
Shoche,
Sugar Minott,
Lalann,
X-Ray Spex,
Cluster,
Anthony Braxton,
Intrusion,
Television Personalities,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Eli Mardock,
Brass Construction,
Zero Boys,
David Axelrod,
Matthew Bourne,
Los Fastidios,
Quantec,
The Happenings,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.