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 Paraguay and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Spokane.
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 guitar 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 The Names to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Freddie Wadling,
John Lydon,
Eric B and Rakim,
Theoretical Girls,
Livin' Joy,
Pagans,
Au Pairs,
Sun City Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Banda Bassotti,
Yusef Lateef,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ornette Coleman,
Nirvana,
Erasure,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bauhaus,
Aaron Thompson,
The Count Five,
Massinfluence,
Terrestrial Tones,
Con Funk Shun,
Sparks,
The Litter,
Faust,
Sun Ra,
Duran Duran,
LL Cool J,
Siglo XX,
Reagan Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
The Grass Roots,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Minor Threat,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Bananas,
Gabor Szabo,
Max Romeo,
The Pretty Things,
David McCallum,
Lindisfarne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Scion,
Scott Walker,
Jacob Miller,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Flesh Eaters,
David Axelrod,
Swans,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Jeff Lynne,
Aloha Tigers,
Adolescents,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe, Tommy Roe.
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.