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 Mongolia and from Bologna.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 rhodes 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 James White and The Blacks to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Peter and Kerry. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis 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 marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Osbourne,
Amon Düül II,
Patti Smith,
Roxy Music,
Reagan Youth,
Make Up,
Hardrive,
Duran Duran,
Ituana,
Parry Music,
Agitation Free,
Groovy Waters,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
the Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Mars,
Roger Hodgson,
Ossler,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
cv313,
Mo-Dettes,
Arcadia,
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wasted Youth,
Minor Threat,
F. McDonald,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lungfish,
JFA,
The Detroit Cobras,
Moebius,
June Days,
The Fall,
Eric Copeland,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eric Dolphy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxette,
Sister Nancy,
Scrapy,
Von Mondo,
Underground Resistance,
Cameo,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blancmange,
The Shadows of Knight,
Bobby Byrd,
Black Bananas,
Ludus,
Whodini,
Minutemen,
The Smoke,
Tomorrow,
Black Flag,
The Flesh Eaters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marmalade,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.