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 France and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 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 Donny Hathaway to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boz Scaggs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nirvana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Modern Lovers,
Adolescents,
Todd Terry,
the Germs,
The Fugs,
Cecil Taylor,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Blackbyrds,
The Associates,
The Pretty Things,
Nation of Ulysses,
Spandau Ballet,
Franke,
Harry Pussy,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Litter,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Black Dice,
Ken Boothe,
The Neon Judgement,
Soulsonic Force,
The American Breed,
the Sonics,
The Zeros,
Eddi Front,
Bauhaus,
The Gladiators,
Country Teasers,
Soft Cell,
Isaac Hayes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Colin Newman,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Swans,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
The Busters,
Brothers Johnson,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang Starr,
Idris Muhammad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlback,
Robert Görl,
Joensuu 1685,
Al Stewart,
Gong,
Absolute Body Control,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rekid,
Hardrive,
Delta 5,
Audionom,
Nas,
Ituana,
Half Japanese,
Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin, Khruangbin.
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.