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 Benin and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Jakarta.
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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Teenage Jesus and the Jerks to the grunge 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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donny Hathaway,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sixth Finger,
James White and The Blacks,
Little Man,
Goldenarms,
The Martian,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Faust,
Kas Product,
Dead Boys,
The Dave Clark Five,
Dual Sessions,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
DJ Style,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Pole,
Fad Gadget,
FM Einheit,
Boogie Down Productions,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul Sonic Force,
Grey Daturas,
Max Romeo,
The Fuzztones,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rod Modell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Schoolly D,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Real Kids,
Freddie Wadling,
Pantaleimon,
Marc Almond,
Wings,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Au Pairs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kevin Saunderson,
These Immortal Souls,
Soft Machine,
L. Decosne,
Flipper,
Maleditus Sound,
The Moody Blues,
F. McDonald,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blake Baxter,
Unrelated Segments,
Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
John Foxx,
Lower 48,
Altered Images,
Robert Görl,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gladiators,
The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves, The Leaves.
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.