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 Italy and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Frankie Knuckles to the dance 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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Young Marble Giants 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mission of Burma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Talk Talk,
The Monochrome Set,
Aloha Tigers,
This Heat,
Basic Channel,
Niagra,
Roxy Music,
Delta 5,
Little Man,
The Tremeloes,
The Grass Roots,
Marc Almond,
Monolake,
Cheater Slicks,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
Groovy Waters,
The Misunderstood,
Stereo Dub,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scrapy,
Rosa Yemen,
Slave,
Outsiders,
Lalann,
Scott Walker,
Agitation Free,
Mo-Dettes,
Carl Craig,
Radiohead,
Liliput,
Lou Reed,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Technova,
Infiniti,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slick Rick,
Prince Buster,
Sight & Sound,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Das Ding,
MDC,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Altered Images,
Lakeside,
Sexual Harrassment,
Shoche,
Boredoms,
Alton Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
The Zeros,
Frankie Knuckles,
Susan Cadogan,
Minutemen,
James White and The Blacks,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.