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 Cyprus and from Sao Paulo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the guitar 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 Crooked Eye to the electroclash 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 The Tremeloes. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronnie Foster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Velvet Underground,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Smog,
Mary Jane Girls,
Marc Almond,
The Stooges,
Liliput,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Skaos,
Roxette,
CMW,
Dennis Brown,
Jerry's Kids,
Eli Mardock,
the Normal,
Circle Jerks,
Michelle Simonal,
The Raincoats,
Brothers Johnson,
Neil Young,
Reagan Youth,
Roy Ayers,
Jacques Brel,
The Index,
Moss Icon,
Nirvana,
Gang of Four,
Lalann,
The Gap Band,
Kayak,
Pole,
Gang Green,
Average White Band,
Black Pus,
Robert Wyatt,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Heaven 17,
Fear,
Frankie Knuckles,
Blake Baxter,
Rod Modell,
Wally Richardson,
Groovy Waters,
Delon & Dalcan,
Kerri Chandler,
Khruangbin,
Accadde A,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Shoche,
Drive Like Jehu,
Grey Daturas,
Crash Course in Science,
Quadrant,
One Last Wish,
Grauzone,
EPMD,
Barclay James Harvest,
Yaz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.