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 Bangladesh and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 güiro 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 Skaos to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Josef K tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Althea and Donna record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
The Detroit Cobras,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Minutemen,
H. Thieme,
ABC,
Mr. Review,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gil Scott Heron,
Niagra,
Howard Jones,
The Kinks,
Surgeon,
Subhumans,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Motions,
The Cowsills,
Gang Green,
Morten Harket,
Marc Almond,
Depeche Mode,
Fluxion,
Charles Mingus,
The Five Americans,
The Gories,
Robert Hood,
The Tremeloes,
Country Teasers,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
The Mighty Diamonds,
JFA,
Loose Ends,
Aaron Thompson,
Angry Samoans,
Animal Collective,
Massinfluence,
Basic Channel,
the Association,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick May,
Leonard Cohen,
Dual Sessions,
Ultra Naté,
The Young Rascals,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Reuben Wilson,
Wally Richardson,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
48th St. Collective,
Pylon,
Main Source,
Deakin,
The Monochrome Set,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Index,
Connie Case,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scientists,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.