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 Burundi and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 guitar 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 Lee Hazlewood to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Finger 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
The Doobie Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
EPMD,
Deadbeat,
The Grass Roots,
Harry Pussy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Aaron Thompson,
Urselle,
Bobby Sherman,
Gil Scott Heron,
Althea and Donna,
Freddie Wadling,
The Neon Judgement,
The Doors,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Slackers,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Stooges,
The Names,
Hasil Adkins,
the Germs,
Quando Quango,
Amon Düül,
Jimmy McGriff,
Sonic Youth,
Silicon Teens,
Au Pairs,
Wasted Youth,
Bad Manners,
Q and Not U,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Sonics,
Piero Umiliani,
Liliput,
Outsiders,
Excepter,
Moss Icon,
K-Klass,
Spandau Ballet,
Gang Starr,
Unrelated Segments,
Jeff Mills,
Slave,
Robert Wyatt,
Public Enemy,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Letta Mbulu,
John Cale,
David Bowie,
Pharoah Sanders,
R.M.O.,
The Golliwogs,
Crispy Ambulance,
Nils Olav,
Masters at Work,
Peter and Kerry,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.