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 Vietnam and from Milan.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Soul II Soul to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Aloha Tigers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boz Scaggs,
Black Sheep,
The Invisible,
Yellowson,
Altered Images,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
The Moody Blues,
John Foxx,
The Knickerbockers,
The Gun Club,
Motorama,
Roy Ayers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Freddie Wadling,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ronnie Foster,
Depeche Mode,
Scion,
Trumans Water,
Amazonics,
The Searchers,
Dark Day,
Mark Hollis,
La Düsseldorf,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
48th St. Collective,
Essential Logic,
Jimmy McGriff,
Barclay James Harvest,
A Certain Ratio,
Erykah Badu,
Eden Ahbez,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Aaron Thompson,
Flipper,
Little Man,
Blossom Toes,
The Black Dice,
Don Cherry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Swell Maps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ice-T,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
The Tremeloes,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Moebius,
F. McDonald,
PIL,
Fear,
Icehouse,
Grey Daturas,
Cameo,
Silicon Teens,
Fatback Band,
Dead Boys,
Con Funk Shun,
Slave,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux, Lizzy Mercier Descloux.
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.