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 Romania and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Big Daddy Kane to the grime 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reagan Youth 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Morten Harket,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
MC5,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bauhaus,
Laurel Aitken,
Kaleidoscope,
The Gories,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Marc Almond,
Yazoo,
Deakin,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Ituana,
The J.B.'s,
The Doors,
Donald Byrd,
Eurythmics,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Easy Going,
John Coltrane,
The Sound,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Count Five,
X-102,
In Retrospect,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Last Poets,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Toni Rubio,
Rod Modell,
Urselle,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Qualms,
Minutemen,
Sonic Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Moon,
Arthur Verocai,
T. Rex,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Fire Engines,
Amon Düül II,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barrington Levy,
Joe Smooth,
Symarip,
Scratch Acid,
Jeff Lynne,
Henry Cow,
China Crisis,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Shadows of Knight,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Stiv Bators,
Amazonics,
Television Personalities,
Simply Red,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.