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 South Africa and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 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 Lou Christie to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Harmonia,
Crooked Eye,
Motorama,
Simply Red,
Bluetip,
Sarah Menescal,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Main Source,
Sandy B,
Eden Ahbez,
Fluxion,
Organ,
Spandau Ballet,
Wasted Youth,
The Gap Band,
Brand Nubian,
Q and Not U,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Evens,
Von Mondo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Last Poets,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Tommy Roe,
Infiniti,
Suburban Knight,
Soft Cell,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
A Certain Ratio,
Peter and Kerry,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sugar Minott,
Donald Byrd,
The Remains,
Hardrive,
The Flesh Eaters,
Max Romeo,
Procol Harum,
Black Pus,
Carl Craig,
The Dave Clark Five,
Fatback Band,
Zero Boys,
The Doors,
Lalo Schifrin,
Radiohead,
Agitation Free,
One Last Wish,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Hoover,
Con Funk Shun,
Mark Hollis,
Barrington Levy,
Absolute Body Control,
the Germs,
The Pretty Things,
Jacob Miller,
Nik Kershaw,
Goldenarms,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.