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 Nepal and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Faraquet to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The American Breed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
In Retrospect,
Country Teasers,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tears for Fears,
Sex Pistols,
Michelle Simonal,
Basic Channel,
Heaven 17,
Minutemen,
Bauhaus,
Derrick Morgan,
Leonard Cohen,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Spoonie Gee,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Byrd,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ponytail,
X-Ray Spex,
China Crisis,
E-Dancer,
Morten Harket,
Scion,
Eve St. Jones,
Lou Christie,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moby Grape,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Organ,
The Fire Engines,
Bluetip,
Mark Hollis,
The Trojans,
Dawn Penn,
the Human League,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Idris Muhammad,
Panda Bear,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Fugazi,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Infiniti,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Coltrane,
Bobby Sherman,
Fifty Foot Hose,
New Order,
Scratch Acid,
Roy Ayers,
Zero Boys,
LL Cool J,
The Searchers,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Doobie Brothers,
Patti Smith,
Fluxion,
Suburban Knight,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.