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 Samoa and from Mumbai.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron 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 Country Teasers to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Richard Hell and the Voidoids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grey Daturas,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
PIL,
Monolake,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter and Kerry,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Intrusion,
The J.B.'s,
Nirvana,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Machine,
Ultravox,
Ornette Coleman,
Duran Duran,
Joe Smooth,
Grauzone,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Evens,
Basic Channel,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Rod Modell,
Jacques Brel,
Archie Shepp,
The Index,
Josef K,
Joe Finger,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Yusef Lateef,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
AZ,
Audionom,
Aaron Thompson,
Slave,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kenny Larkin,
Public Enemy,
The Associates,
Swans,
New Order,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Raincoats,
Derrick Morgan,
Kevin Saunderson,
Delta 5,
Eurythmics,
China Crisis,
DJ Style,
Lindisfarne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Wire,
June of 44,
Marvin Gaye,
Jesper Dahlback,
Nico,
UT,
Nas,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.