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 Spain and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba 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 Tears for Fears to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Youth Brigade tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Andrew Hill 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Janne Schatter,
the Human League,
Outsiders,
Kerri Chandler,
Al Stewart,
Charles Mingus,
Jerry's Kids,
R.M.O.,
T.S.O.L.,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Zeros,
Interpol,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Kayak,
The Golliwogs,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Johnny Osbourne,
Clear Light,
Matthew Bourne,
The Beau Brummels,
Los Fastidios,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Easy Going,
The Index,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Delta 5,
Bad Manners,
Colin Newman,
Althea and Donna,
Throbbing Gristle,
Intrusion,
Barrington Levy,
The Kinks,
Basic Channel,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Bootsy Collins,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Alison Limerick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
Donald Byrd,
Man Eating Sloth,
Rosa Yemen,
Leonard Cohen,
Khruangbin,
Pagans,
The Invisible,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Junior Murvin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Young Rascals,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glambeats Corp.,
10cc,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap, Gary Puckett & The Union Gap.
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.