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 Honduras and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Donald Fagen 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 World's Most to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Girls At Our Best! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Ultimate Spinach,
Graham Central Station,
Sex Pistols,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Chrome,
Mo-Dettes,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Young Rascals,
Marshall Jefferson,
Television Personalities,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
LL Cool J,
Bronski Beat,
Cluster,
Charles Mingus,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Easy Going,
Alice Coltrane,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Danielle Patucci,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bad Manners,
Joy Division,
Kenny Larkin,
Crime,
Wolf Eyes,
Cymande,
Goldenarms,
These Immortal Souls,
Alphaville,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Bananas,
Moby Grape,
The Moleskins,
The Buckinghams,
Vainqueur,
Negative Approach,
Arab on Radar,
Schoolly D,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fela Kuti,
Slave,
David McCallum,
Anthony Braxton,
Fad Gadget,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
B.T. Express,
Joensuu 1685,
JFA,
The Skatalites,
Big Daddy Kane,
Brand Nubian,
The Dead C,
Deakin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Duran Duran,
Skaos,
A Certain Ratio,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.