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 Oman and from Cairo.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Negative Approach to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marmalade. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Judy Mowatt 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 mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Funky Four + One record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cymande,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Rod Modell,
Charles Mingus,
Niagra,
Arab on Radar,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Pretty Things,
Agitation Free,
Absolute Body Control,
Laurel Aitken,
PIL,
Colin Newman,
Dennis Brown,
Sound Behaviour,
Delta 5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Buckinghams,
Average White Band,
AZ,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jeff Lynne,
Ultravox,
Albert Ayler,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
The J.B.'s,
The Moleskins,
The Blues Magoos,
Yusef Lateef,
Funky Four + One,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
Lyres,
Gastr Del Sol,
a-ha,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ronnie Foster,
T. Rex,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tres Demented,
June Days,
The Remains,
LL Cool J,
D'Angelo,
Lindisfarne,
Yazoo,
Isaac Hayes,
Mandrill,
Qualms,
Surgeon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Divine Comedy,
New Age Steppers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Josef K,
Al Stewart,
10cc,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.