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 Serbia and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Woodstock.
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 harpsichord 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 Desert Stars to the electroclash 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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
Letta Mbulu,
The Move,
The Mojo Men,
Black Bananas,
Black Moon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Grass Roots,
Lower 48,
Arab on Radar,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Nirvana,
B.T. Express,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Half Japanese,
The Modern Lovers,
These Immortal Souls,
June of 44,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Last Poets,
Quadrant,
Ralphi Rosario,
Radiohead,
Blossom Toes,
Morten Harket,
Fad Gadget,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kool Moe Dee,
Marcia Griffiths,
A Certain Ratio,
Marc Almond,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
X-Ray Spex,
Groovy Waters,
Ten City,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Mummies,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Audionom,
Q and Not U,
kango's stein massive,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Dual Sessions,
Pharoah Sanders,
Popol Vuh,
Eric Dolphy,
Scion,
Darondo,
Supertramp,
Rufus Thomas,
Skarface,
Chris & Cosey,
Jeru the Damaja,
the Slits,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sandy B,
Motorama,
Janne Schatter,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.