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 Guyana and from Toronto.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Bad Manners to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Leonard Cohen,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Joe Finger,
Eric Dolphy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Cramps,
Sparks,
Reuben Wilson,
48th St. Collective,
Sight & Sound,
June of 44,
Kurtis Blow,
Freddie Wadling,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Banda Bassotti,
Aaron Thompson,
Crash Course in Science,
Rekid,
Ten City,
Arab on Radar,
New Order,
Cybotron,
Warren Ellis,
Qualms,
Ice-T,
Newcleus,
Avey Tare,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
FM Einheit,
Pole,
Anthony Braxton,
Idris Muhammad,
Dead Boys,
the Sonics,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Derrick May,
Peter & Gordon,
Surgeon,
The Mummies,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anakelly,
Aural Exciters,
Technova,
Little Man,
Dave Gahan,
Stereo Dub,
The Move,
UT,
The Cowsills,
Panda Bear,
MC5,
The Durutti Column,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Erasure,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.