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 Lebanon and from Tokyo.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Evens to the punk 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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lindisfarne 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lakeside,
The Move,
Babytalk,
The Red Krayola,
Lightning Bolt,
The Doors,
Donald Byrd,
The Monochrome Set,
Ludus,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bronski Beat,
Altered Images,
LL Cool J,
Laurel Aitken,
The Knickerbockers,
The Golliwogs,
Susan Cadogan,
Sugar Minott,
Q65,
Tomorrow,
The Detroit Cobras,
Monolake,
T.S.O.L.,
The Stooges,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Isaac Hayes,
The Barracudas,
Archie Shepp,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
the Slits,
Lalann,
Con Funk Shun,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sixth Finger,
Fat Boys,
Pagans,
Delon & Dalcan,
Avey Tare,
Ice-T,
Sun Ra,
The Sound,
The Mummies,
The J.B.'s,
Grauzone,
Alice Coltrane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
10cc,
The Durutti Column,
The Leaves,
Crispian St. Peters,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Black Flag,
The Offenders,
R.M.O.,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.