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 Uruguay and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 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 Moebius to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soulsonic Force,
The Leaves,
Marshall Jefferson,
Tubeway Army,
The Smiths,
Todd Terry,
Rekid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Slackers,
Sister Nancy,
Kaleidoscope,
Sun City Girls,
Main Source,
T.S.O.L.,
Average White Band,
Yazoo,
The Skatalites,
Radio Birdman,
Babytalk,
Mary Jane Girls,
Michelle Simonal,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jeff Mills,
Crooked Eye,
Quadrant,
Severed Heads,
Depeche Mode,
The Cure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Count Five,
Nik Kershaw,
Brand Nubian,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
R.M.O.,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fugazi,
Agitation Free,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pussy Galore,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Slave,
The Slits,
The United States of America,
Niagra,
10cc,
Darondo,
Bauhaus,
Icehouse,
Black Moon,
Barry Ungar,
David McCallum,
Ohio Players,
X-Ray Spex,
Panda Bear,
Josef K,
Q65,
Wire, Wire, Wire, Wire.
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.