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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Masters at Work to the jazz 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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sparks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Outsiders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Warsaw,
Bobby Womack,
The Shadows of Knight,
Essential Logic,
Prince Buster,
Tim Buckley,
Banda Bassotti,
Liliput,
The Angels of Light,
Barry Ungar,
Susan Cadogan,
Alison Limerick,
Goldenarms,
The Sonics,
Eddi Front,
The Sound,
Tom Boy,
Zero Boys,
Piero Umiliani,
Ultra Naté,
Bush Tetras,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Country Teasers,
Magma,
Chrome,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Schoolly D,
Graham Central Station,
Camouflage,
The Remains,
Toni Rubio,
Pagans,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fortunes,
Procol Harum,
Grandmaster Flash,
Boz Scaggs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Black Sheep,
Duran Duran,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Stooges,
Suicide,
Moss Icon,
Maleditus Sound,
Khruangbin,
Scan 7,
The Slackers,
The Moody Blues,
Royal Trux,
Spoonie Gee,
Niagra,
Roy Ayers,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.