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 Denmark and from Beijing.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 güiro 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 Tim Buckley to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Parry Music. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Erykah Badu,
Unwound,
Metal Thangz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Five Americans,
Fat Boys,
Camberwell Now,
Porter Ricks,
Blancmange,
The Gories,
The Durutti Column,
Erasure,
The Buckinghams,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Jesper Dahlback,
Organ,
Sparks,
Frankie Knuckles,
Darondo,
Infiniti,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Carl Craig,
Fluxion,
The Stooges,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Audionom,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Panda Bear,
Radiohead,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
Black Pus,
Fad Gadget,
Rod Modell,
The Standells,
Pantytec,
Sällskapet,
Ultravox,
Brothers Johnson,
Peter & Gordon,
Henry Cow,
Tim Buckley,
Sugar Minott,
Aswad,
Cameo,
The Gladiators,
Joe Smooth,
Khruangbin,
Soulsonic Force,
Whodini,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vainqueur,
Black Bananas,
The Smoke,
Black Flag,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.