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 Sudan and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Kas Product tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Detroit Cobras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Nick Fraelich,
L. Decosne,
Cybotron,
Zapp,
Moby Grape,
Talk Talk,
Unwound,
Funkadelic,
Wally Richardson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Scratch Acid,
Gang Gang Dance,
Black Flag,
Rites of Spring,
Toni Rubio,
Barbara Tucker,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Cramps,
Fugazi,
The Detroit Cobras,
Circle Jerks,
Country Teasers,
Rosa Yemen,
The Flesh Eaters,
Vainqueur,
Khruangbin,
Young Marble Giants,
KRS-One,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pole,
The Leaves,
The Electric Prunes,
The Trojans,
X-101,
Gerry Rafferty,
Heaven 17,
Robert Görl,
Crash Course in Science,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Skatalites,
John Foxx,
Eden Ahbez,
Tim Buckley,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grey Daturas,
Nico,
Laurel Aitken,
Electric Prunes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soft Machine,
Marine Girls,
This Heat,
Alphaville,
The Pretty Things,
Panda Bear,
Eve St. Jones,
Letta Mbulu,
Siglo XX,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.