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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Divine Comedy to the electroclash 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 Howard Jones. All the underground hits.
All Animal Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deadbeat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
The United States of America,
Isaac Hayes,
LL Cool J,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cal Tjader,
Judy Mowatt,
U.S. Maple,
JFA,
Amon Düül II,
The Skatalites,
The Angels of Light,
Ossler,
Barry Ungar,
Outsiders,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Almond,
Alton Ellis,
In Retrospect,
Todd Rundgren,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Youth Brigade,
Alice Coltrane,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fatback Band,
Fela Kuti,
Banda Bassotti,
Ultimate Spinach,
Surgeon,
D'Angelo,
Negative Approach,
Symarip,
Roxette,
Fluxion,
Junior Murvin,
Boz Scaggs,
Sound Behaviour,
Bootsy Collins,
Schoolly D,
10cc,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bluetip,
X-102,
Wings,
Tomorrow,
Heaven 17,
Anakelly,
Nas,
Tears for Fears,
Lakeside,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kas Product,
Urselle,
Moby Grape,
Scrapy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks, The Alarm Clocks.
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.