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 Iceland and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer 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 Kool Moe Dee to the disco 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
The Associates,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bronski Beat,
Tomorrow,
The Searchers,
The Black Dice,
Fad Gadget,
Minnie Riperton,
New York Dolls,
The Sound,
One Last Wish,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Blancmange,
Cal Tjader,
John Holt,
Vladislav Delay,
Swans,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sonny Sharrock,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Reagan Youth,
Soft Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Ituana,
The Alarm Clocks,
Oblivians,
Make Up,
The Slits,
Hashim,
Moby Grape,
Dave Gahan,
Mad Mike,
The Barracudas,
Pulsallama,
The Five Americans,
Jeff Mills,
Reuben Wilson,
Fatback Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Avey Tare,
Liliput,
Sugar Minott,
Alton Ellis,
Terry Callier,
Agent Orange,
Depeche Mode,
Carl Craig,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gichy Dan,
Minutemen,
Rekid,
The Blues Magoos,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Crooked Eye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Warsaw,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.