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 El Salvador and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Lebanon Hanover to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agent Orange 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
John Foxx,
Nico,
The Motions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Mojo Men,
Pantytec,
DJ Style,
Nils Olav,
Suicide,
Rod Modell,
Icehouse,
Eli Mardock,
Ludus,
The Young Rascals,
The Names,
Blossom Toes,
Duran Duran,
AZ,
Donny Hathaway,
The Durutti Column,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Index,
Wally Richardson,
Rites of Spring,
Barrington Levy,
Silicon Teens,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Black Sheep,
DNA,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Theoretical Girls,
Charles Mingus,
Organ,
The Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Jerry's Kids,
Newcleus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unrelated Segments,
Rufus Thomas,
The Smoke,
Scan 7,
The Martian,
Swell Maps,
Minnie Riperton,
Television Personalities,
Magazine,
Can,
Yaz,
Ohio Players,
The Mummies,
Dave Gahan,
kango's stein massive,
Guru Guru,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boz Scaggs,
Easy Going,
Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work, Masters at Work.
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.