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 Tunisia and from Woodstock.
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 Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 World's Most to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nico record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s 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 Bootsy's Rubber Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Godley & Creme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Easy Going,
The Gories,
Fela Kuti,
The Cowsills,
Bang On A Can,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
X-101,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cal Tjader,
Television Personalities,
Eurythmics,
Intrusion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultravox,
Saccharine Trust,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra,
Sight & Sound,
Fad Gadget,
Simply Red,
Althea and Donna,
Black Bananas,
Infiniti,
Gichy Dan,
Bauhaus,
Glambeats Corp.,
Freddie Wadling,
Tears for Fears,
The Names,
L. Decosne,
Procol Harum,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Happenings,
Josef K,
Brothers Johnson,
Minor Threat,
Harry Pussy,
Boz Scaggs,
Chris & Cosey,
MDC,
The Modern Lovers,
The Slits,
Model 500,
These Immortal Souls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cure,
Reagan Youth,
Audionom,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
Banda Bassotti,
The Martian, The Martian, The Martian, The Martian.
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.