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 Ecuador and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lalann to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barrington Levy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
Smog,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Human League,
The Count Five,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Happenings,
Cymande,
Skriet,
Derrick Morgan,
Half Japanese,
Intrusion,
Swans,
Tom Boy,
Flipper,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Fortunes,
David McCallum,
John Lydon,
Archie Shepp,
Spandau Ballet,
Arab on Radar,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
Cybotron,
Bronski Beat,
Yaz,
Dennis Brown,
Moss Icon,
Von Mondo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
Mr. Review,
Mandrill,
Zapp,
Bang On A Can,
Andrew Hill,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Laurel Aitken,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Techniques,
H. Thieme,
Oblivians,
the Germs,
Nico,
Mark Hollis,
Crispian St. Peters,
World's Most,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
U.S. Maple,
The Blackbyrds,
Curtis Mayfield,
R.M.O.,
The Sonics,
The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers, The Knickerbockers.
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.