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 Sierra Leone and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 clarinet 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 Rod Modell to the grime 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 Sam Rivers. All the underground hits.
All Icehouse tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jimmy McGriff record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Bourne,
Rapeman,
Johnny Clarke,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scrapy,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
the Sonics,
Surgeon,
Black Moon,
Brass Construction,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bobby Sherman,
Easy Going,
Magazine,
Alton Ellis,
Organ,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Stooges,
The Dirtbombs,
Eric Dolphy,
Massinfluence,
Accadde A,
Junior Murvin,
Loose Ends,
Marvin Gaye,
Darondo,
Sam Rivers,
Aural Exciters,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rosa Yemen,
Stereo Dub,
New Order,
Khruangbin,
Nas,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
June Days,
Moebius,
Parry Music,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
David Bowie,
the Soft Cell,
The Invisible,
The Real Kids,
Pagans,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Index,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.