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 Kyrgyzstan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 The Grass Roots to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
Gabor Szabo,
Danielle Patucci,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Connie Case,
Theoretical Girls,
EPMD,
Infiniti,
Japan,
Roger Hodgson,
The Fuzztones,
the Germs,
Fad Gadget,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fall,
Nico,
Todd Rundgren,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Steve Hackett,
Peter & Gordon,
John Lydon,
Harmonia,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultravox,
Matthew Bourne,
Interpol,
The Wake,
Derrick Morgan,
Funkadelic,
Warren Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Soul II Soul,
Simply Red,
Reuben Wilson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Cal Tjader,
Eden Ahbez,
Ralphi Rosario,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Archie Shepp,
the Sonics,
Alice Coltrane,
Anakelly,
DNA,
Soulsonic Force,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Radio Birdman,
The Velvet Underground,
Isaac Hayes,
Panda Bear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Music Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Arthur Verocai,
Mantronix,
World's Most,
Q65,
Lou Christie,
Procol Harum,
Kayak,
The Smoke,
ABBA,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.