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 Iran and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 The Raincoats 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Warren Ellis,
The Vogues,
X-102,
The Misunderstood,
Main Source,
Gabor Szabo,
D'Angelo,
Adolescents,
Mantronix,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Electric Prunes,
Johnny Clarke,
The Modern Lovers,
The Motions,
U.S. Maple,
Symarip,
Black Sheep,
Arthur Verocai,
John Coltrane,
Eli Mardock,
Dual Sessions,
Graham Central Station,
Cecil Taylor,
Glenn Branca,
Radiohead,
Silicon Teens,
LL Cool J,
The J.B.'s,
Sixth Finger,
Lakeside,
The Techniques,
Whodini,
The Mojo Men,
The Walker Brothers,
X-Ray Spex,
Funkadelic,
The Monks,
Pere Ubu,
The Trojans,
Supertramp,
Nils Olav,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Masters at Work,
DJ Style,
Accadde A,
David McCallum,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brick,
The Doors,
Jerry's Kids,
Bizarre Inc.,
Hardrive,
Kayak,
Leonard Cohen,
Skriet,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Kinks,
Depeche Mode,
Young Marble Giants,
Lower 48,
Johnny Osbourne,
ABBA,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.