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 Kazakhstan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 marimba 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 Bizarre Inc. to the jazz 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 Dorothy Ashby. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
Fad Gadget,
The Beau Brummels,
Boz Scaggs,
Fugazi,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ken Boothe,
Susan Cadogan,
Moby Grape,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blossom Toes,
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
Kayak,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Thompson Twins,
The Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pop Group,
Arab on Radar,
X-101,
Khruangbin,
Camberwell Now,
DNA,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monolake,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
New Order,
Visage,
Ultravox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Monks,
Gong,
Lalann,
Cheater Slicks,
Glenn Branca,
Groovy Waters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Matthew Halsall,
Buzzcocks,
Symarip,
Black Moon,
T.S.O.L.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Rod Modell,
Funky Four + One,
Minor Threat,
Subhumans,
B.T. Express,
Dual Sessions,
Aloha Tigers,
The Doobie Brothers,
Grauzone,
ABBA,
Piero Umiliani,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.