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 Korea South and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tehran.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gil Scott Heron. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David McCallum record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
48th St. Collective,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pussy Galore,
Erasure,
Gerry Rafferty,
Warren Ellis,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Victims,
Henry Cow,
Eden Ahbez,
Alton Ellis,
Quantec,
Supertramp,
Masters at Work,
Flash Fearless,
Tom Boy,
The Invisible,
Matthew Halsall,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Quadrant,
The Standells,
Icehouse,
Flipper,
Matthew Bourne,
Iggy Pop,
John Holt,
Schoolly D,
Scratch Acid,
Peter & Gordon,
Moebius,
Ultimate Spinach,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Thompson Twins,
Whodini,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Residents,
Minny Pops,
Howard Jones,
Lyres,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Q and Not U,
Minnie Riperton,
MC5,
Clear Light,
Jesper Dahlback,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Joey Negro,
Bob Dylan,
Mars,
The Fall,
Parry Music,
The Shadows of Knight,
Desert Stars,
Suicide,
The Count Five,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Kinks,
Outsiders,
The Monochrome Set,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.