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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz to the dance 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 Supertramp. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monks,
The Red Krayola,
Nirvana,
Joey Negro,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Aaron Thompson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jacob Miller,
Ossler,
Subhumans,
X-102,
Main Source,
Alton Ellis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Real Kids,
New Order,
Johnny Osbourne,
Boredoms,
Television Personalities,
Scan 7,
The Moleskins,
Section 25,
Dennis Brown,
Grauzone,
Charles Mingus,
Eurythmics,
The Black Dice,
Pagans,
Symarip,
Chris & Cosey,
Ten City,
Judy Mowatt,
Harry Pussy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Interpol,
Spoonie Gee,
Tim Buckley,
Graham Central Station,
Drexciya,
Mars,
Radio Birdman,
Matthew Bourne,
Barrington Levy,
Babytalk,
New Age Steppers,
The Gladiators,
Glenn Branca,
Shuggie Otis,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick Morgan,
Royal Trux,
Newcleus,
Hashim,
Juan Atkins,
the Sonics,
JFA,
Whodini,
Motorama,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.