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 Argentina and from Manchester.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soul II Soul to the grime 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every This Heat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
The Pop Group,
a-ha,
Kas Product,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soul Sonic Force,
Young Marble Giants,
Eli Mardock,
Electric Prunes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Monks,
Junior Murvin,
Neu!,
The Mummies,
The Cramps,
The Techniques,
The Fortunes,
New Order,
Popol Vuh,
Jeff Lynne,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Robert Wyatt,
Deepchord,
The Selecter,
Metal Thangz,
Babytalk,
The Residents,
China Crisis,
The Slackers,
Angry Samoans,
Neil Young,
10cc,
Cameo,
MC5,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moebius,
DJ Style,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gap Band,
Dark Day,
David McCallum,
The Detroit Cobras,
Nick Fraelich,
The Black Dice,
Organ,
Cheater Slicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Avey Tare,
Boogie Down Productions,
Brass Construction,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stetsasonic,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Groovy Waters,
Camouflage,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
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.