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 Botswana and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 marimba 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 Smog to the grime 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
ABBA,
The Last Poets,
Alison Limerick,
Sound Behaviour,
Sexual Harrassment,
Nirvana,
Pylon,
FM Einheit,
Johnny Osbourne,
John Cale,
Second Layer,
Josef K,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers,
Scion,
Wolf Eyes,
China Crisis,
The Sonics,
OOIOO,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Kinks,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Blues Magoos,
Todd Terry,
KRS-One,
Ronan,
Darondo,
Fela Kuti,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Eurythmics,
Joey Negro,
The Standells,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Trojans,
Adolescents,
Ice-T,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Marvin Gaye,
The Techniques,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marine Girls,
Severed Heads,
Thompson Twins,
The Slackers,
Lou Christie,
Eden Ahbez,
Minny Pops,
Zero Boys,
Warsaw,
The Gun Club,
Yusef Lateef,
David Bowie,
Deadbeat,
K-Klass,
Monks,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Von Mondo,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.