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 Algeria and from Mexico City.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Deadbeat 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
June Days,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gap Band,
Dual Sessions,
Wire,
The Skatalites,
Hot Snakes,
The Smoke,
Rakim,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heaven 17,
Public Enemy,
Cluster,
Angry Samoans,
Scott Walker,
Ituana,
48th St. Collective,
Amon Düül II,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Animal Collective,
Amon Düül,
Althea and Donna,
Fad Gadget,
The Raincoats,
CMW,
David Bowie,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Fuzztones,
The Cowsills,
Lou Christie,
Jandek,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Can,
Roger Hodgson,
Crooked Eye,
the Normal,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Siglo XX,
Carl Craig,
The Grass Roots,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bizarre Inc.,
Y Pants,
Radiohead,
Fela Kuti,
Scan 7,
Bill Wells,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Motions,
Ronnie Foster,
In Retrospect,
The Doors,
Peter and Kerry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.