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 Armenia 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Durutti Column to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Morten Harket record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Germs,
Ultra Naté,
Sixth Finger,
The Human League,
Mark Hollis,
Ronnie Foster,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Ten City,
Severed Heads,
Bootsy Collins,
Eddi Front,
Letta Mbulu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Evens,
Joy Division,
Lou Christie,
Kas Product,
Hashim,
Stetsasonic,
kango's stein massive,
The Associates,
Marc Almond,
The Birthday Party,
Joey Negro,
Slick Rick,
Gang Gang Dance,
T. Rex,
MDC,
8 Eyed Spy,
Unrelated Segments,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roxette,
Grauzone,
Reuben Wilson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
James White and The Blacks,
The Count Five,
Porter Ricks,
Television Personalities,
Roger Hodgson,
a-ha,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Velvet Underground,
Skriet,
Gang Green,
Fluxion,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Crispian St. Peters,
Pole,
Niagra,
The Knickerbockers,
D'Angelo,
Spandau Ballet,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cosmic Jokers,
H. Thieme,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.