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 Costa Rica and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the 808 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 Panda Bear to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lightning Bolt 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Goldenarms,
Funky Four + One,
Masters at Work,
Skarface,
Japan,
Dennis Brown,
John Foxx,
Brothers Johnson,
Janne Schatter,
Deepchord,
Boredoms,
Gong,
Rod Modell,
La Düsseldorf,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Man Parrish,
Wally Richardson,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marvin Gaye,
Moss Icon,
Minor Threat,
The Beau Brummels,
These Immortal Souls,
Nas,
Skriet,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Excepter,
Ken Boothe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
EPMD,
Barrington Levy,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Fear,
Amon Düül,
Soul II Soul,
The Selecter,
Supertramp,
Dave Gahan,
LL Cool J,
Maurizio,
D'Angelo,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Birthday Party,
Easy Going,
Yaz,
The Martian,
Infiniti,
The Gories,
Wire,
Chrome,
Carl Craig,
Kayak,
Spoonie Gee,
Underground Resistance,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Seeds,
Malaria!,
The Skatalites,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.