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 Iceland and from Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 theremin 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 These Immortal Souls to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Inner City. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every D'Angelo 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 a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
Eddi Front,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Sheep,
CMW,
Amon Düül,
Kurtis Blow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Arab on Radar,
R.M.O.,
Alison Limerick,
Mo-Dettes,
Jandek,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Desert Stars,
Darondo,
Lower 48,
Qualms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Fela Kuti,
Eli Mardock,
Byron Stingily,
Talk Talk,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
Lee Hazlewood,
This Heat,
Hoover,
OOIOO,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kaleidoscope,
The Golliwogs,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharoah Sanders,
Laurel Aitken,
Groovy Waters,
The American Breed,
Thee Headcoats,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Icehouse,
Wings,
The Associates,
Black Bananas,
Soft Cell,
The New Christs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Tubeway Army,
Marine Girls,
Mantronix,
Yellowson,
Heaven 17,
Minnie Riperton,
Vainqueur,
Delta 5,
Country Teasers,
Derrick Morgan,
Loose Ends,
Skaos,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.