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 Kenya and from Glasgow.
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 London and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet 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 Symarip to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-101 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Spandau Ballet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
James White and The Blacks,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Tremeloes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Mojo Men,
Quadrant,
Suicide,
MC5,
Procol Harum,
Kevin Saunderson,
Angry Samoans,
Babytalk,
Basic Channel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Slits,
The Pretty Things,
Iggy Pop,
David Axelrod,
Glenn Branca,
Sandy B,
Rekid,
Cecil Taylor,
The Barracudas,
Minny Pops,
LL Cool J,
The Count Five,
Supertramp,
Lindisfarne,
Davy DMX,
Ossler,
JFA,
John Coltrane,
Alison Limerick,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Andrew Hill,
Q and Not U,
Alton Ellis,
Tommy Roe,
the Swans,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
OOIOO,
Franke,
Marvin Gaye,
Lyres,
Avey Tare,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
The Human League,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Alarm Clocks,
Glambeats Corp.,
Motorama,
The Red Krayola,
The Beau Brummels,
Delta 5,
Freddie Wadling,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.