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 Qatar 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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Trumans Water to the electroclash 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 Pantaleimon. All the underground hits.
All Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
The Techniques,
Charles Mingus,
The Durutti Column,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aaron Thompson,
Shuggie Otis,
Subhumans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bobby Byrd,
The Skatalites,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Hardrive,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Country Teasers,
New Age Steppers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mad Mike,
Franke,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Blancmange,
The Doors,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hoover,
Sound Behaviour,
Sugar Minott,
Black Moon,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gong,
Lee Hazlewood,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Stiv Bators,
Sight & Sound,
Amazonics,
Kenny Larkin,
Howard Jones,
Dead Boys,
Radiohead,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Andrew Hill,
Graham Central Station,
The Walker Brothers,
Hashim,
MC5,
New Order,
Delon & Dalcan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Fela Kuti,
Eurythmics,
The Shadows of Knight,
the Bar-Kays,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Darondo,
The Blackbyrds,
Connie Case,
Lakeside,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.