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 Czech Republic and from Seoul.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Kaleidoscope to the electroclash 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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
The Busters,
The Electric Prunes,
the Slits,
Scott Walker,
Bob Dylan,
Aloha Tigers,
Radio Birdman,
Toni Rubio,
Yazoo,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Matthew Bourne,
The Flesh Eaters,
Shoche,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Cowsills,
Soft Machine,
Joyce Sims,
Ten City,
The Selecter,
Janne Schatter,
Graham Central Station,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Subhumans,
Essential Logic,
Metal Thangz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crime,
Todd Rundgren,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Flamin' Groovies,
Absolute Body Control,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Scion,
Morten Harket,
Ponytail,
The Alarm Clocks,
Average White Band,
Pierre Henry,
Youth Brigade,
Flash Fearless,
Steve Hackett,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ralphi Rosario,
D'Angelo,
Babytalk,
Sixth Finger,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
The Dirtbombs,
Arcadia,
The Raincoats,
Black Pus,
Deepchord,
Tubeway Army,
James White and The Blacks,
Byron Stingily,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.