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 Benin and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 The Moody Blues to the funk 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 Index. All the underground hits.
All David McCallum tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens 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 '70s.
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 The Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Coltrane,
Scientists,
The Searchers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Second Layer,
The Durutti Column,
kango's stein massive,
Absolute Body Control,
Erykah Badu,
Suburban Knight,
The Gap Band,
Groovy Waters,
The Grass Roots,
Funkadelic,
Mary Jane Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Derrick May,
Thompson Twins,
The Blues Magoos,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Oblivians,
Severed Heads,
The Walker Brothers,
Eric Copeland,
Patti Smith,
Duran Duran,
Banda Bassotti,
Cal Tjader,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Moss Icon,
DJ Sneak,
Unrelated Segments,
Animal Collective,
The Kinks,
Bobby Sherman,
Cluster,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Selecter,
Joey Negro,
David McCallum,
Cecil Taylor,
Isaac Hayes,
Pantytec,
Jandek,
Heaven 17,
Mark Hollis,
Desert Stars,
E-Dancer,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Echospace,
Lindisfarne,
Davy DMX,
Japan,
Lungfish,
Agent Orange,
Jeff Lynne,
Susan Cadogan,
Grey Daturas,
Television,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.