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 Mongolia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 güiro 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 Erykah Badu to the rap 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 Lou Reed & John Cale. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
These Immortal Souls,
The Monochrome Set,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Pop Group,
Jeff Mills,
The Mojo Men,
AZ,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dead Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boz Scaggs,
Nico,
Yaz,
Adolescents,
The Happenings,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Steve Hackett,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Real Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Dave Clark Five,
Procol Harum,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Modern Lovers,
T. Rex,
The Fortunes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Byron Stingily,
Buzzcocks,
Rites of Spring,
Blake Baxter,
Albert Ayler,
H. Thieme,
The Moody Blues,
Marshall Jefferson,
Roy Ayers,
Bronski Beat,
Isaac Hayes,
Connie Case,
Rotary Connection,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Slave,
Little Man,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Zeros,
The United States of America,
MC5,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Kinks,
The Cure,
Inner City,
The Barracudas,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Swell Maps,
Model 500,
Public Image Ltd.,
Blossom Toes,
The Slits,
Main Source,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.