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 Paraguay and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gap Band to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Trojans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Gong,
Sandy B,
The Toasters,
Eurythmics,
Soft Cell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cal Tjader,
Scan 7,
Eric B and Rakim,
Patti Smith,
Masters at Work,
Marmalade,
Alice Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Roger Hodgson,
The Mummies,
The Sound,
Rhythm & Sound,
Alphaville,
Hoover,
Simply Red,
The Young Rascals,
Rotary Connection,
Lalo Schifrin,
ABC,
Jimmy McGriff,
Blossom Toes,
Symarip,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scion,
Swans,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Roxy Music,
The Slits,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Flash Fearless,
The Pop Group,
Banda Bassotti,
Ludus,
Mary Jane Girls,
A Certain Ratio,
Mandrill,
Section 25,
Howard Jones,
MDC,
Ice-T,
Sällskapet,
Desert Stars,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minutemen,
Kayak,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Trojans,
The Grass Roots,
Bootsy Collins,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Fire Engines,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.