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 Vanuatu and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Soulsonic Force to the disco 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 Kool Moe Dee. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sex Pistols,
Dual Sessions,
The Fuzztones,
New York Dolls,
Monks,
Little Man,
Ossler,
Average White Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Al Stewart,
Ralphi Rosario,
Maurizio,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang Green,
The Fire Engines,
Flash Fearless,
Pulsallama,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
the Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
Patti Smith,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grauzone,
Bob Dylan,
the Human League,
Model 500,
Davy DMX,
The Techniques,
the Germs,
Tom Boy,
Underground Resistance,
Drexciya,
Rekid,
Radiopuhelimet,
Fluxion,
Franke,
Todd Rundgren,
AZ,
Minor Threat,
Black Flag,
Bootsy Collins,
The Golliwogs,
Echospace,
Crime,
Terry Callier,
Anakelly,
Scientists,
ABBA,
Jeru the Damaja,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mojo Men,
The Birthday Party,
The Electric Prunes,
Roy Ayers,
Carl Craig,
Visage,
The Smoke,
The Cure,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Half Japanese,
Interpol,
Marshall Jefferson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.