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 Kiribati and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 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 Alison Limerick to the disco 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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Reuben Wilson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sisters of Mercy,
Basic Channel,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Brand Nubian,
Altered Images,
Alison Limerick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Erykah Badu,
The Fall,
Lindisfarne,
Quantec,
Scan 7,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
Crash Course in Science,
Outsiders,
Patti Smith,
John Holt,
Stereo Dub,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pulsallama,
The Birthday Party,
Laurel Aitken,
June of 44,
The Moody Blues,
Organ,
Jacob Miller,
New Age Steppers,
Judy Mowatt,
Fad Gadget,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Beau Brummels,
the Swans,
The Wake,
Ice-T,
Roy Ayers,
Motorama,
Swans,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Nico,
Kaleidoscope,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter and Kerry,
X-101,
Josef K,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Neon Judgement,
cv313,
David Bowie,
Skaos,
Subhumans,
Ronnie Foster,
Aural Exciters,
Susan Cadogan,
Icehouse,
The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets, The Last Poets.
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.