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 Luxembourg and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 oboe 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Aloha Tigers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moebius record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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 Fall,
Faraquet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Trojans,
Ten City,
The Blackbyrds,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sound Behaviour,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Lindisfarne,
Neu!,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt,
Lightning Bolt,
The Raincoats,
Heaven 17,
Scientists,
Deakin,
Ludus,
The Golliwogs,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Kinks,
Slave,
Main Source,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Moebius,
Isaac Hayes,
Josef K,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Japan,
Monks,
Bronski Beat,
Los Fastidios,
Cecil Taylor,
The Young Rascals,
The Star Department,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bad Manners,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Boz Scaggs,
Wolf Eyes,
Janne Schatter,
Albert Ayler,
Parry Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Urselle,
Country Teasers,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Mojo Men,
cv313,
Easy Going,
Pole,
Sixth Finger,
The Tremeloes,
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.