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 St Lucia and from Mexico City.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Marcia Griffiths to the rock 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Urselle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Carl Craig 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David Bowie,
Urselle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Barracudas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Eli Mardock,
This Heat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Peter & Gordon,
ABC,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Cowsills,
Index,
Leonard Cohen,
The Buckinghams,
China Crisis,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eden Ahbez,
Darondo,
Marmalade,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ornette Coleman,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Fat Boys,
Scan 7,
Bobby Womack,
Ultimate Spinach,
E-Dancer,
Supertramp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
New Order,
Cymande,
The J.B.'s,
Shoche,
Smog,
The Fuzztones,
The Remains,
Wolf Eyes,
Todd Terry,
The Raincoats,
10cc,
Kayak,
Loose Ends,
Moby Grape,
Black Pus,
Peter and Kerry,
Dark Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Negative Approach,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Yusef Lateef,
DJ Sneak,
Sonic Youth,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Grass Roots,
The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang, The Men They Couldn't Hang.
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.