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 Monaco and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar 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 Ponytail 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 Minutemen. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nik Kershaw record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
Sound Behaviour,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monks,
Ituana,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sun Ra,
Henry Cow,
Crooked Eye,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nico,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Hot Snakes,
Stiv Bators,
David McCallum,
Reuben Wilson,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Nils Olav,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The American Breed,
La Düsseldorf,
Tres Demented,
Can,
Pussy Galore,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Zapp,
Yusef Lateef,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
Bush Tetras,
Amazonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris & Cosey,
Matthew Bourne,
Yellowson,
Connie Case,
Bobby Byrd,
Todd Rundgren,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nas,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
The Doors,
James White and The Blacks,
The Saints,
Ultravox,
Nation of Ulysses,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Electric Prunes,
The Smiths,
Patti Smith,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Tom Boy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Modern Lovers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Massinfluence,
Quantec,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.