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 Iran and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Electric Light Orchestra 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 Jawbox. All the underground hits.
All The Moody Blues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
AZ,
One Last Wish,
Sam Rivers,
The Techniques,
The Index,
Rod Modell,
Country Teasers,
Interpol,
Ronan,
The Count Five,
Tears for Fears,
The Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Rotary Connection,
Dave Gahan,
Delon & Dalcan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bronski Beat,
Q and Not U,
Nils Olav,
The Associates,
Joe Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sight & Sound,
Tropical Tobacco,
Minutemen,
Brick,
Infiniti,
New York Dolls,
Trumans Water,
The Walker Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Echospace,
Ten City,
Porter Ricks,
The Buckinghams,
Lebanon Hanover,
ABC,
Black Pus,
Terrestrial Tones,
Funkadelic,
James White and The Blacks,
The Raincoats,
Pagans,
John Lydon,
Angry Samoans,
Tom Boy,
Lightning Bolt,
Sunsets and Hearts,
China Crisis,
David McCallum,
This Heat,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yusef Lateef,
Siglo XX,
Chris Corsano,
The Divine Comedy,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crooked Eye,
Toni Rubio,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.