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 Japan and from Seoul.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 Cameo to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fort Wilson Riot. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Smiths,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Pretty Things,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Saints,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare,
Babytalk,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Remains,
Livin' Joy,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cramps,
the Bar-Kays,
Eric Dolphy,
Leonard Cohen,
Ultimate Spinach,
Iggy Pop,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The New Christs,
Terrestrial Tones,
New Order,
This Heat,
Crooked Eye,
X-102,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Saccharine Trust,
Erykah Badu,
Frankie Knuckles,
Barbara Tucker,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Funkadelic,
Kevin Saunderson,
Circle Jerks,
Anakelly,
Jacques Brel,
The Move,
Tres Demented,
Index,
Nirvana,
Half Japanese,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Camberwell Now,
Ronan,
Jeff Mills,
Todd Rundgren,
Crash Course in Science,
Dual Sessions,
Delon & Dalcan,
Popol Vuh,
Cybotron,
The Durutti Column,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grauzone,
Black Sheep,
Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef, Yusef Lateef.
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.