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 South Sudan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb 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 Kenny Larkin to the funk 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 Television Personalities. All the underground hits.
All Kaleidoscope tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
Steve Hackett,
Alton Ellis,
Thompson Twins,
Thee Headcoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Deadbeat,
Yaz,
Lou Reed,
The Black Dice,
Y Pants,
Rosa Yemen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
OOIOO,
Tomorrow,
Whodini,
One Last Wish,
Judy Mowatt,
Jerry's Kids,
The American Breed,
Eric B and Rakim,
Buzzcocks,
Harmonia,
Juan Atkins,
Cheater Slicks,
Matthew Bourne,
Au Pairs,
Fat Boys,
The Human League,
Girls At Our Best!,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
Boogie Down Productions,
a-ha,
Von Mondo,
Al Stewart,
The Fire Engines,
Deakin,
Barbara Tucker,
Liliput,
The Gap Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Dead Boys,
The Fuzztones,
Bauhaus,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sun City Girls,
Heaven 17,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ken Boothe,
Metal Thangz,
The Move,
Andrew Hill,
Youth Brigade,
Desert Stars,
Reagan Youth,
Joey Negro,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bronski Beat,
Motorama,
Kerri Chandler,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.