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 Korea South and from Portland.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boz Scaggs to the rock 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 Thompson Twins. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
Hot Snakes,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fall,
Franke,
The Toasters,
Quantec,
The Fuzztones,
Loose Ends,
Amon Düül II,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jeff Lynne,
Clear Light,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub,
Sarah Menescal,
Wolf Eyes,
Johnny Clarke,
Infiniti,
DNA,
Donald Byrd,
Bobby Byrd,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Germs,
The Shadows of Knight,
Roger Hodgson,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Japan,
Quando Quango,
Cybotron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang Green,
Jimmy McGriff,
Steve Hackett,
AZ,
Wasted Youth,
The Neon Judgement,
Cluster,
Aswad,
Derrick Morgan,
The Star Department,
James White and The Blacks,
Scientists,
Nils Olav,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Erykah Badu,
Second Layer,
Faust,
Inner City,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Busters,
Fear,
Rapeman,
Eden Ahbez,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sugar Minott,
Malaria!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
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.