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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Vaughan Mason & Crew to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All The Misunderstood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
China Crisis,
Ituana,
Rufus Thomas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Tres Demented,
Peter and Kerry,
Cal Tjader,
Wings,
Alphaville,
Agent Orange,
The Modern Lovers,
The Fuzztones,
Thompson Twins,
Idris Muhammad,
Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Q65,
DNA,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
H. Thieme,
MDC,
Aaron Thompson,
Wasted Youth,
Cymande,
Soul II Soul,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Funkadelic,
Bobby Womack,
Joensuu 1685,
Ossler,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Black Pus,
Rosa Yemen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Grandmaster Flash,
Saccharine Trust,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Joey Negro,
Drexciya,
Con Funk Shun,
Soulsonic Force,
Average White Band,
Audionom,
Popol Vuh,
Television Personalities,
Icehouse,
The Index,
Fad Gadget,
Radiopuhelimet,
Quando Quango,
Hashim,
Model 500,
Lakeside,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Birthday Party,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.