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 Afghanistan and from Paris.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 OOIOO to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 8 Eyed Spy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
The Dave Clark Five,
June Days,
Hot Snakes,
Sister Nancy,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Hardrive,
Jawbox,
The Raincoats,
Girls At Our Best!,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
a-ha,
Yaz,
Lebanon Hanover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alton Ellis,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sparks,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Heaven 17,
China Crisis,
La Düsseldorf,
the Slits,
Dark Day,
Alice Coltrane,
Shoche,
Neil Young,
Saccharine Trust,
Sight & Sound,
Rapeman,
Deepchord,
Darondo,
The Star Department,
R.M.O.,
Eric Copeland,
Monolake,
Stetsasonic,
48th St. Collective,
DJ Sneak,
Skaos,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Banda Bassotti,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Fat Boys,
Lalann,
Animal Collective,
Massinfluence,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bush Tetras,
The Cowsills,
Nick Fraelich,
Oneida,
Marc Almond,
Q65,
Swell Maps,
Los Fastidios,
New York Dolls,
Steve Hackett,
Harmonia,
Wasted Youth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.