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 Serbia and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lyon.
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 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 Quadrant to the jazz 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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Kool G Rap & DJ Polo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Music Machine,
Robert Görl,
Thee Headcoats,
Das Ding,
The Seeds,
Rakim,
L. Decosne,
Jacob Miller,
The Durutti Column,
Amon Düül,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Minor Threat,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Icehouse,
Chris & Cosey,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Colin Newman,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Livin' Joy,
Qualms,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ohio Players,
Average White Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
Pole,
Morten Harket,
The Kinks,
The Gladiators,
Nation of Ulysses,
Rekid,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Unwound,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Minutemen,
Boogie Down Productions,
Skaos,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sight & Sound,
Jeff Lynne,
Johnny Clarke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Amon Düül II,
AZ,
Echospace,
Bobby Byrd,
Rufus Thomas,
Crispian St. Peters,
Motorama,
Eric Copeland,
Susan Cadogan,
The Smiths,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DNA,
Gang Green,
Shuggie Otis,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cowsills,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.