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 Romania and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Houston.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Peter and Kerry to the crunk 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All Gregory Isaacs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Strawberry Alarm Clock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
This Heat,
Oblivians,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Excepter,
The Moody Blues,
Sparks,
The Trojans,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Drexciya,
Royal Trux,
Chris & Cosey,
Symarip,
cv313,
Easy Going,
Mantronix,
Q and Not U,
Supertramp,
The Divine Comedy,
the Swans,
Deepchord,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sam Rivers,
Scion,
Grey Daturas,
Duran Duran,
David Bowie,
The Wake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Junior Murvin,
DNA,
Sun City Girls,
Amon Düül,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
Adolescents,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Busters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Letta Mbulu,
Man Parrish,
Chris Corsano,
New Age Steppers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Tommy Roe,
Ronnie Foster,
The Misunderstood,
Magazine,
Max Romeo,
Stiv Bators,
Prince Buster,
Surgeon,
The Golliwogs,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Victims,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.