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 Algeria and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mumbai.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cluster to the jazz 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 Rod Modell. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sandy B record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Eurythmics,
Supertramp,
Godley & Creme,
Negative Approach,
Heaven 17,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Golliwogs,
Theoretical Girls,
Bootsy Collins,
The Tremeloes,
Eric Copeland,
Circle Jerks,
Joe Smooth,
Marmalade,
Rod Modell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Magma,
The Slackers,
Wasted Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Clear Light,
Animal Collective,
Stetsasonic,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Byrd,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Youth Brigade,
Nick Fraelich,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Halsall,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jacques Brel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Freddie Wadling,
10cc,
Boogie Down Productions,
Robert Wyatt,
Steve Hackett,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Neon Judgement,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mary Jane Girls,
Camouflage,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
Mantronix,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Gap Band,
The Victims,
the Normal,
Joensuu 1685,
Henry Cow,
The Knickerbockers,
John Coltrane,
Mark Hollis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Standells,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.