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 Guatemala and from Delhi.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
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 Duran Duran to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Todd Rundgren 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 dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Anakelly,
Marshall Jefferson,
Joy Division,
Youth Brigade,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Tropical Tobacco,
DJ Sneak,
Bill Near,
KRS-One,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Kinks,
Flipper,
The Smiths,
John Lydon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ossler,
The Evens,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jeff Mills,
Simply Red,
Zapp,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Gerry Rafferty,
Main Source,
Eric B and Rakim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kerri Chandler,
the Sonics,
Quantec,
Rufus Thomas,
Junior Murvin,
Television Personalities,
David Bowie,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Cramps,
Kurtis Blow,
X-Ray Spex,
The Red Krayola,
Pagans,
Glenn Branca,
Leonard Cohen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Connie Case,
E-Dancer,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chris & Cosey,
The J.B.'s,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Babytalk,
Heaven 17,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Lyres,
Fear,
DJ Style,
Bizarre Inc.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Amazonics,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.