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 China and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Severed Heads to the rap 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 The Gladiators. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythim Is Rhythim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fortunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Sexual Harrassment,
Althea and Donna,
The Fire Engines,
Terry Callier,
UT,
The Sonics,
Organ,
Sam Rivers,
Idris Muhammad,
Bluetip,
The Tremeloes,
Japan,
The Mummies,
Eddi Front,
Fela Kuti,
Yusef Lateef,
Cecil Taylor,
Gil Scott Heron,
MDC,
New York Dolls,
Dead Boys,
The Gap Band,
Guru Guru,
Connie Case,
Jandek,
Trumans Water,
Wolf Eyes,
Kenny Larkin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Supertramp,
Skriet,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
Faraquet,
Andrew Hill,
The Gories,
Animal Collective,
Bizarre Inc.,
Essential Logic,
Aloha Tigers,
Bill Wells,
The Slits,
Fatback Band,
Suicide,
Skaos,
the Sonics,
Vladislav Delay,
Tim Buckley,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
Harmonia,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Schoolly D,
Dennis Brown,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Simply Red,
Underground Resistance,
Mandrill,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.