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 Bahrain and from Winnipeg.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 mellotron 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 Skriet to the funk 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Sugar Minott,
Faraquet,
The Slackers,
Gang Starr,
The Young Rascals,
Sällskapet,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
Magazine,
Rites of Spring,
Agent Orange,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The American Breed,
Max Romeo,
Wally Richardson,
Frankie Knuckles,
Tommy Roe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Visage,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Archie Shepp,
Country Teasers,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Robert Wyatt,
Gastr Del Sol,
John Holt,
The Happenings,
Camberwell Now,
Eric Copeland,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Popol Vuh,
Banda Bassotti,
Bill Wells,
Pere Ubu,
Y Pants,
cv313,
June Days,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Nils Olav,
Suburban Knight,
The Blues Magoos,
Al Stewart,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Moleskins,
Sparks,
The Divine Comedy,
Bad Manners,
The Music Machine,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
E-Dancer,
John Cale,
Young Marble Giants,
Patti Smith,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.