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 Burundi and from Hong Kong.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All The Standells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doobie Brothers,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kerri Chandler,
Leonard Cohen,
Whodini,
Cheater Slicks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fall,
Goldenarms,
Harmonia,
Neu!,
The Move,
Soft Machine,
Gong,
Black Moon,
The Count Five,
Massinfluence,
The Walker Brothers,
Groovy Waters,
Moby Grape,
Lyres,
Half Japanese,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Silicon Teens,
Roxette,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amazonics,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joyce Sims,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Seeds,
Saccharine Trust,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Index,
DJ Style,
Boogie Down Productions,
CMW,
Spoonie Gee,
The Velvet Underground,
Echospace,
The Index,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pylon,
Country Teasers,
The J.B.'s,
Outsiders,
Skaos,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Gories,
Subhumans,
The Birthday Party,
ABBA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.