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 Comoros and from Woodstock.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 These Immortal Souls to the techno 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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Franke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lower 48 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Certain Ratio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Tropical Tobacco,
Duran Duran,
Yusef Lateef,
Gong,
ABC,
T.S.O.L.,
K-Klass,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Roger Hodgson,
Y Pants,
The Detroit Cobras,
Buzzcocks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Section 25,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Angels of Light,
Suburban Knight,
Black Flag,
Nirvana,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lightning Bolt,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Dead C,
The Doors,
The Gap Band,
Q and Not U,
Tears for Fears,
the Bar-Kays,
Amon Düül,
Josef K,
Black Moon,
Ludus,
The Barracudas,
Agent Orange,
Hoover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fugazi,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Groovy Waters,
Q65,
Rosa Yemen,
Cymande,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Nas,
Unrelated Segments,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Association,
Man Parrish,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rotary Connection,
Henry Cow,
The Monks,
Roxette,
Wings,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Saints,
Swell Maps,
Kayak,
Funky Four + One,
Peter and Kerry,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Make Up, Make Up, Make Up, Make Up.
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.