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 India 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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All James Chance & The Contortions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Bar-Kays record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Dave Clark Five,
EPMD,
Radio Birdman,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Slave,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pagans,
Marmalade,
Little Man,
The Neon Judgement,
the Swans,
Royal Trux,
The Happenings,
Gang of Four,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Japan,
Suburban Knight,
The J.B.'s,
Reagan Youth,
Tears for Fears,
Ornette Coleman,
Porter Ricks,
Rotary Connection,
Wasted Youth,
Black Sheep,
Sällskapet,
Mars,
Qualms,
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
Los Fastidios,
Eden Ahbez,
The Modern Lovers,
Flipper,
Con Funk Shun,
DNA,
Max Romeo,
The Birthday Party,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Stooges,
Lou Reed,
Dawn Penn,
Kurtis Blow,
T.S.O.L.,
Procol Harum,
Nirvana,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultra Naté,
Graham Central Station,
Harpers Bizarre,
Technova,
Swans,
The Kinks,
The Pretty Things,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.