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 Algeria and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Goldenarms 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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Shoche record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABC,
Vladislav Delay,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
PIL,
Silicon Teens,
The Buckinghams,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pere Ubu,
Nico,
Ronnie Foster,
Mars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Quando Quango,
Eurythmics,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
FM Einheit,
Minny Pops,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Wolf Eyes,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Television Personalities,
Ten City,
Kayak,
Clear Light,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Royal Trux,
Boz Scaggs,
Jacob Miller,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Hardrive,
Schoolly D,
Livin' Joy,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Mojo Men,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aswad,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sixth Finger,
The Residents,
The Tremeloes,
Yaz,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Soulsonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
The Kinks,
The Stooges,
Pulsallama,
Robert Wyatt,
The Human League,
Todd Terry,
Magazine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quadrant,
Peter & Gordon,
Chris & Cosey,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
a-ha,
The Angels of Light,
Alphaville,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.