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 Libya and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 organ 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 Zero Boys to the rap 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Josef K record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Con Funk Shun,
Babytalk,
David Axelrod,
Joyce Sims,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerrie Biddell,
X-101,
James White and The Blacks,
The Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tubeway Army,
Panda Bear,
Rod Modell,
Popol Vuh,
Nick Fraelich,
Gang of Four,
The Saints,
Lou Christie,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Deepchord,
Youth Brigade,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sparks,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Flash Fearless,
Gang Gang Dance,
8 Eyed Spy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Bauhaus,
Heaven 17,
Wings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Grauzone,
Todd Terry,
The Golliwogs,
Sam Rivers,
The Barracudas,
Fad Gadget,
Darondo,
Stockholm Monsters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aswad,
The Music Machine,
Leonard Cohen,
Faraquet,
Skarface,
Maurizio,
Roger Hodgson,
Ten City,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bootsy Collins,
The Toasters,
The Fall,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Simply Red,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.