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 Nigeria and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Supertramp to the rock 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 The Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Toni Rubio,
Marmalade,
Lee Hazlewood,
Mo-Dettes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Gap Band,
Steve Hackett,
AZ,
OOIOO,
Babytalk,
Hoover,
Albert Ayler,
The Black Dice,
Delon & Dalcan,
DNA,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Standells,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roxy Music,
Con Funk Shun,
Accadde A,
The Shadows of Knight,
Agitation Free,
The Dead C,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dorothy Ashby,
Masters at Work,
Unwound,
The Wake,
Ultra Naté,
Q and Not U,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lalann,
Terry Callier,
Derrick May,
Scan 7,
Radiohead,
Cybotron,
Freddie Wadling,
Marvin Gaye,
Agent Orange,
Dennis Brown,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Sonny Sharrock,
Reagan Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Severed Heads,
Youth Brigade,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Angry Samoans,
Aswad,
Bill Wells,
Ituana,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moleskins,
Loose Ends,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bizarre Inc.,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.