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 Croatia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Robert Palmer 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the techno 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Tears for Fears tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Chrome,
Sun Ra,
Jimmy McGriff,
Anakelly,
Technova,
Morten Harket,
Archie Shepp,
Essential Logic,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Grass Roots,
Matthew Bourne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Main Source,
Royal Trux,
Black Pus,
The Real Kids,
Skarface,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Names,
Sparks,
Gang of Four,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Beau Brummels,
Brick,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
Alphaville,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
June of 44,
The Cure,
Angry Samoans,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The New Christs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Moss Icon,
The Buckinghams,
Little Man,
Gregory Isaacs,
Nils Olav,
Arcadia,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Skaos,
Robert Hood,
The Gladiators,
Kurtis Blow,
Althea and Donna,
Deepchord,
The Dead C,
DNA,
The Litter,
Lower 48,
Delon & Dalcan,
Yusef Lateef,
Iggy Pop,
The Monks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
The Fall,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.