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 Nigeria and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wings to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soul Sonic Force,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
Saccharine Trust,
Neu!,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Birthday Party,
Desert Stars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warsaw,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
MC5,
Gichy Dan,
Fela Kuti,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Remains,
Supertramp,
Eden Ahbez,
Symarip,
The Skatalites,
Whodini,
Moby Grape,
The Cramps,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Black Pus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Style,
Lakeside,
the Swans,
K-Klass,
Boz Scaggs,
Simply Red,
The Durutti Column,
Peter & Gordon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Drexciya,
Ronan,
Blake Baxter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Subhumans,
John Holt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
EPMD,
Dark Day,
Joy Division,
Black Bananas,
Sound Behaviour,
Niagra,
Idris Muhammad,
Pussy Galore,
Smog,
Carl Craig,
Archie Shepp,
Cal Tjader,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dead Boys,
The Fall,
Accadde A,
Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas, Rufus Thomas.
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.