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 Poland and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 808 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 The Gories to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ronan,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joy Division,
Nico,
Television Personalities,
Sixth Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Star Department,
Johnny Osbourne,
Ken Boothe,
Public Enemy,
Livin' Joy,
Kurtis Blow,
Byron Stingily,
Half Japanese,
Sugar Minott,
cv313,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Divine Comedy,
Yusef Lateef,
Wolf Eyes,
Ultra Naté,
Pierre Henry,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marshall Jefferson,
Hashim,
Lakeside,
Dual Sessions,
Althea and Donna,
Rosa Yemen,
Marvin Gaye,
The Victims,
The United States of America,
Robert Wyatt,
ABBA,
Pantytec,
The Blackbyrds,
EPMD,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gun Club,
Fear,
Ultravox,
Ronnie Foster,
Frankie Knuckles,
Index,
Swell Maps,
Television,
Average White Band,
Bluetip,
The Music Machine,
The Buckinghams,
The Toasters,
Barry Ungar,
Rekid,
Arab on Radar,
The Golliwogs,
Hardrive,
PIL,
Sun Ra,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.