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 Mongolia and from Mumbai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kenny Larkin to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sexual Harrassment,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Blues Magoos,
The Tremeloes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Sheep,
the Slits,
the Sonics,
Accadde A,
Television,
Icehouse,
Simply Red,
Roxette,
Soul II Soul,
Rod Modell,
JFA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wire,
Hot Snakes,
Angry Samoans,
Marc Almond,
The Five Americans,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mo-Dettes,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Niagra,
KRS-One,
Urselle,
The Misunderstood,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Fall,
New York Dolls,
Toni Rubio,
OOIOO,
Godley & Creme,
Drexciya,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Wally Richardson,
Matthew Halsall,
E-Dancer,
Bill Wells,
The Shadows of Knight,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun Ra,
Barbara Tucker,
Ohio Players,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Associates,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pierre Henry,
The Durutti Column,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Idris Muhammad,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Altered Images,
Magma,
Dennis Brown,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.