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 Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 Average White Band to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Music Machine. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Shadows of Knight 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Black Flag,
Ornette Coleman,
The Motions,
The New Christs,
B.T. Express,
The Young Rascals,
Drive Like Jehu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Deadbeat,
The Standells,
The Walker Brothers,
David McCallum,
Brass Construction,
Deakin,
Kas Product,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Wake,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scrapy,
Country Teasers,
Colin Newman,
Schoolly D,
Fluxion,
Spoonie Gee,
A Certain Ratio,
The Doors,
Japan,
Amazonics,
Lalann,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Letta Mbulu,
Tres Demented,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doobie Brothers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Gil Scott Heron,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Sexual Harrassment,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Normal,
Infiniti,
The Dave Clark Five,
Youth Brigade,
Clear Light,
Lightning Bolt,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Red Krayola,
Rosa Yemen,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Wells,
The Dead C,
The Offenders,
Scientists,
Ludus,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Tom Boy,
Bad Manners,
Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms, Boredoms.
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.