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 Uganda and from London.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 David Bowie 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 Lungfish to the rock 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 Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Carl Craig,
The Real Kids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Maurizio,
Jeff Lynne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
DJ Sneak,
Dead Boys,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Axelrod,
Barbara Tucker,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Vladislav Delay,
Dark Day,
Loose Ends,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Thompson Twins,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Goldenarms,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sarah Menescal,
The Mojo Men,
Dave Gahan,
Cecil Taylor,
Bang On A Can,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jesper Dahlback,
the Association,
The Modern Lovers,
K-Klass,
Newcleus,
These Immortal Souls,
Moby Grape,
Deadbeat,
Prince Buster,
Massinfluence,
Qualms,
The Velvet Underground,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Raincoats,
Amon Düül,
The J.B.'s,
Heaven 17,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sex Pistols,
Accadde A,
Deepchord,
June of 44,
Harmonia,
Terry Callier,
The Monochrome Set,
Jacques Brel,
Brand Nubian,
One Last Wish,
The Dirtbombs,
Arcadia,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson, Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson.
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.