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 France and from Tokyo.
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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Delhi.
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 oboe 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 Mars to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
The Misunderstood,
the Human League,
Josef K,
Ornette Coleman,
The Skatalites,
The Velvet Underground,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
Peter & Gordon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Royal Trux,
Bobby Hutcherson,
R.M.O.,
The Names,
Essential Logic,
Archie Shepp,
Jacob Miller,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Blues Magoos,
The Wake,
Brass Construction,
Skriet,
In Retrospect,
Sam Rivers,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Spoonie Gee,
Shuggie Otis,
Tom Boy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Howard Jones,
the Soft Cell,
The Monks,
Whodini,
Agitation Free,
Crooked Eye,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Harry Pussy,
Mark Hollis,
Eli Mardock,
Camouflage,
Harmonia,
Judy Mowatt,
Dave Gahan,
Hot Snakes,
Icehouse,
L. Decosne,
The United States of America,
Hoover,
Television Personalities,
Talk Talk,
Deakin,
The Evens,
The Associates,
Easy Going,
The Moody Blues,
John Holt,
The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas, The Barracudas.
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.