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 Serbia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Joe Finger to the rock 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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Roy Ayers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool Moe Dee record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Shuggie Otis,
the Bar-Kays,
Aloha Tigers,
Siglo XX,
The Real Kids,
Brand Nubian,
Sandy B,
The Divine Comedy,
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Agitation Free,
The Leaves,
Sun Ra,
Joey Negro,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Cure,
Wasted Youth,
The Blackbyrds,
Jandek,
Hasil Adkins,
Underground Resistance,
Maleditus Sound,
The Human League,
Boredoms,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
cv313,
The Misunderstood,
Tears for Fears,
Bad Manners,
Roxy Music,
The Litter,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Rakim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Index,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
CMW,
Ronan,
James White and The Blacks,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hoover,
Harry Pussy,
Sarah Menescal,
Second Layer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kerrie Biddell,
Joy Division,
The Dave Clark Five,
kango's stein massive,
Wally Richardson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Byrd,
Thee Headcoats,
Wolf Eyes,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.