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 St Lucia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Soul II Soul to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New York Dolls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Ken Boothe,
Excepter,
Nik Kershaw,
10cc,
Tom Boy,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Leonard Cohen,
Judy Mowatt,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Dawn Penn,
Khruangbin,
The Velvet Underground,
Lou Christie,
the Fania All-Stars,
Sixth Finger,
the Association,
Johnny Osbourne,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Oneida,
Masters at Work,
Simply Red,
Soul Sonic Force,
Susan Cadogan,
Neil Young,
Liliput,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
JFA,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Black Flag,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster,
The Barracudas,
Fear,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Newcleus,
Joensuu 1685,
New York Dolls,
Goldenarms,
Hoover,
Echospace,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Glambeats Corp.,
Danielle Patucci,
Massinfluence,
Amon Düül,
Soul II Soul,
Morten Harket,
Ornette Coleman,
Byron Stingily,
Fatback Band,
Television,
Letta Mbulu,
Gang Starr,
John Lydon,
The Fall,
Index,
Sound Behaviour,
Sugar Minott,
Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest, Barclay James Harvest.
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.