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 Mozambique and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 marimba 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 Accadde A to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Main Source,
Roy Ayers,
Rakim,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Rites of Spring,
Sonic Youth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Pantaleimon,
Junior Murvin,
Isaac Hayes,
Fela Kuti,
Siglo XX,
Marshall Jefferson,
Toni Rubio,
Sun City Girls,
Niagra,
Ten City,
Gong,
Television Personalities,
Ultra Naté,
Mission of Burma,
Erykah Badu,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eric B and Rakim,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
X-Ray Spex,
Susan Cadogan,
China Crisis,
Bang On A Can,
The Victims,
Chris Corsano,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mummies,
Terrestrial Tones,
Blossom Toes,
Howard Jones,
Delon & Dalcan,
Wire,
The Birthday Party,
kango's stein massive,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fear,
James White and The Blacks,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Pretty Things,
Duran Duran,
The Names,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eli Mardock,
Popol Vuh,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Patti Smith,
Davy DMX,
a-ha,
The Cowsills,
Absolute Body Control,
Stiv Bators,
Yusef Lateef,
Flash Fearless,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.