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 Greece and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 harpsichord 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 Letta Mbulu to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All Heaven 17 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Negative Approach,
Deakin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Brand Nubian,
Minnie Riperton,
Jimmy McGriff,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Patti Smith,
Hoover,
The Trojans,
The Cure,
OOIOO,
The Electric Prunes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
UT,
Barrington Levy,
Youth Brigade,
Roy Ayers,
Joe Smooth,
John Foxx,
Tomorrow,
Ultra Naté,
Kayak,
The Dirtbombs,
Scion,
Echospace,
Marcia Griffiths,
Chrome,
Cal Tjader,
Bobby Sherman,
Prince Buster,
Derrick May,
Alison Limerick,
Moss Icon,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Techniques,
Average White Band,
Grey Daturas,
Iggy Pop,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
LL Cool J,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Chris Corsano,
Rufus Thomas,
Procol Harum,
Eric Dolphy,
H. Thieme,
Gichy Dan,
Alton Ellis,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Can,
Inner City,
Dennis Brown,
Radiohead,
The Grass Roots,
the Germs,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.