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 Chile and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Accra.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All London Community Gospel Choir tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joyce Sims record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pretty Things,
Ituana,
the Swans,
This Heat,
Lungfish,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ornette Coleman,
DNA,
Donny Hathaway,
Silicon Teens,
Howard Jones,
The Gladiators,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Sheep,
The Real Kids,
Y Pants,
The Moleskins,
The Invisible,
10cc,
Infiniti,
Symarip,
Skriet,
Fear,
the Human League,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fortunes,
Lucky Dragons,
The Sound,
Flamin' Groovies,
These Immortal Souls,
Zero Boys,
Blancmange,
Model 500,
the Bar-Kays,
Kayak,
Yazoo,
Ice-T,
Barbara Tucker,
Underground Resistance,
Toni Rubio,
the Normal,
Eli Mardock,
The Five Americans,
The Monochrome Set,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
JFA,
Bush Tetras,
Rotary Connection,
The Standells,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gregory Isaacs,
Reuben Wilson,
Icehouse,
Joe Smooth,
Minny Pops,
June of 44,
The Skatalites,
The Associates,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.