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 Honduras and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Bobby Sherman to the techno 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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter and Kerry,
Dawn Penn,
Charles Mingus,
Faraquet,
The Sonics,
Junior Murvin,
James White and The Blacks,
Cal Tjader,
Yellowson,
Lou Reed,
London Community Gospel Choir,
China Crisis,
Gong,
Sandy B,
Cheater Slicks,
Niagra,
Stereo Dub,
Suicide,
Sex Pistols,
Lindisfarne,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harpers Bizarre,
Flash Fearless,
Harmonia,
Yazoo,
Von Mondo,
Roxette,
Todd Rundgren,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dead Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Minor Threat,
John Coltrane,
Negative Approach,
Slave,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marc Almond,
Drexciya,
Deakin,
Depeche Mode,
Wings,
The Fugs,
Sound Behaviour,
LL Cool J,
Index,
Black Sheep,
Ronan,
Eli Mardock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
E-Dancer,
Sixth Finger,
Crash Course in Science,
The Happenings,
Pagans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
KRS-One,
Warsaw,
Camouflage,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.