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 Nepal and from Halifax.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Rotary Connection to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All LL Cool J tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Josef K,
The Toasters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Babytalk,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Star Department,
Moss Icon,
Piero Umiliani,
Todd Rundgren,
Young Marble Giants,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cowsills,
Severed Heads,
Symarip,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Organ,
Y Pants,
U.S. Maple,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grey Daturas,
the Slits,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Scrapy,
F. McDonald,
Roy Ayers,
Lungfish,
Connie Case,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Black Moon,
Mission of Burma,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Deepchord,
Fear,
Monolake,
Marvin Gaye,
Minny Pops,
Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
8 Eyed Spy,
Livin' Joy,
John Holt,
UT,
Flamin' Groovies,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Man Parrish,
Alison Limerick,
Gabor Szabo,
Mark Hollis,
Yellowson,
The Walker Brothers,
the Normal,
Rakim,
Freddie Wadling,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine, Major Organ And The Adding Machine.
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You don't know what you really want.
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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.