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 Chad and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 synthesizer 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 Fatback Band to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 AZ. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 mellotron and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Tropical Tobacco,
OOIOO,
The Wake,
The Invisible,
A Certain Ratio,
Jawbox,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Wolf Eyes,
The Remains,
Grandmaster Flash,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fall,
T.S.O.L.,
Colin Newman,
Con Funk Shun,
Gichy Dan,
ABC,
Soft Cell,
a-ha,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
Grey Daturas,
Shoche,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Sound,
Smog,
John Holt,
Hashim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Yellowson,
Donny Hathaway,
Sällskapet,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soulsonic Force,
R.M.O.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
FM Einheit,
H. Thieme,
Isaac Hayes,
Brick,
The Motions,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Peter & Gordon,
The New Christs,
Mad Mike,
The Fuzztones,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Residents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kerrie Biddell,
Prince Buster,
Ken Boothe,
Chris Corsano,
Robert Hood,
Fear,
Fela Kuti,
Oneida,
Loose Ends,
The Litter,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.