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 India and from Copenhagen.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Bremen.
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 arpeggiator 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 Skarface to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Pulsallama,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Offenders,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joensuu 1685,
The Smiths,
Mo-Dettes,
Soulsonic Force,
Joe Smooth,
Yazoo,
Masters at Work,
OOIOO,
Sound Behaviour,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
F. McDonald,
Porter Ricks,
Jacques Brel,
Delon & Dalcan,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Smoke,
Neil Young,
Liliput,
The Blues Magoos,
Don Cherry,
T. Rex,
One Last Wish,
The Mummies,
Brass Construction,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Sheep,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Au Pairs,
Average White Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jacob Miller,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Drive Like Jehu,
Infiniti,
Scan 7,
Bluetip,
ABBA,
Sam Rivers,
Pere Ubu,
The Pretty Things,
The Zeros,
Soul Sonic Force,
Archie Shepp,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Rotary Connection,
John Foxx,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Saints,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Hot Snakes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
FM Einheit,
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.