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 Swaziland and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Index to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Cure. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Certain Ratio 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Standells,
Bobby Sherman,
JFA,
Kurtis Blow,
Nation of Ulysses,
Easy Going,
Faraquet,
Masters at Work,
KRS-One,
Davy DMX,
Eric B and Rakim,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
Dawn Penn,
London Community Gospel Choir,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Althea and Donna,
Stiv Bators,
Alice Coltrane,
Godley & Creme,
R.M.O.,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soft Machine,
Magazine,
Ice-T,
the Human League,
Rekid,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Duran Duran,
The Gun Club,
Goldenarms,
Reuben Wilson,
Bauhaus,
Gang Gang Dance,
LL Cool J,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
K-Klass,
Crime,
Icehouse,
John Coltrane,
Niagra,
Heaven 17,
B.T. Express,
Maleditus Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
Suicide,
Shuggie Otis,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
the Sonics,
The Fire Engines,
Dennis Brown,
Eddi Front,
Andrew Hill,
The Last Poets,
June Days,
The Residents,
Wolf Eyes,
Boredoms,
A Certain Ratio,
Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach, Negative Approach.
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.