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 Guyana and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 Tehran and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 David McCallum to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Crispian St. Peters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Aswad,
The Martian,
Mad Mike,
The Motions,
The Smiths,
Robert Görl,
The Flesh Eaters,
The J.B.'s,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wire,
Deepchord,
Chris & Cosey,
Japan,
DNA,
The Wake,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gabor Szabo,
Joy Division,
The Toasters,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alphaville,
Minnie Riperton,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Pussy Galore,
Michelle Simonal,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Pole,
Eurythmics,
Howard Jones,
Suicide,
Black Flag,
Skarface,
Shuggie Otis,
The Electric Prunes,
Lucky Dragons,
Parry Music,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rosa Yemen,
Radio Birdman,
The American Breed,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bobby Byrd,
Quadrant,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Vogues,
Aaron Thompson,
The Barracudas,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Organ,
Delta 5,
David McCallum,
Soft Cell,
FM Einheit,
Spoonie Gee,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Joe Smooth,
Black Moon,
Leonard Cohen,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.