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 Spain and from Tehran.
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 Tokyo and Winnipeg.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Associates to the grime 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
The Zeros,
Soul II Soul,
Throbbing Gristle,
Alice Coltrane,
the Association,
Colin Newman,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Outsiders,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Detroit Cobras,
Tres Demented,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ituana,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Derrick Morgan,
Zapp,
Section 25,
Supertramp,
Susan Cadogan,
Bootsy Collins,
Thompson Twins,
Half Japanese,
Sight & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Slave,
Spoonie Gee,
Guru Guru,
Cluster,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June Days,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Scott Walker,
Dave Gahan,
Suburban Knight,
CMW,
The Count Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Chrome,
Faust,
Monolake,
Mantronix,
the Germs,
UT,
The Names,
Soul Sonic Force,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ten City,
Rod Modell,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
Motorama,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Charles Mingus,
Maleditus Sound,
John Holt,
The Motions,
The Martian,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.