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 Italy and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 U.S. Maple to the electroclash 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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Pussy Galore,
Kool Moe Dee,
AZ,
The Last Poets,
Janne Schatter,
Man Eating Sloth,
R.M.O.,
Kevin Saunderson,
Rufus Thomas,
Altered Images,
Connie Case,
Scrapy,
Dual Sessions,
Barrington Levy,
Colin Newman,
Quando Quango,
Patti Smith,
Japan,
Girls At Our Best!,
Brass Construction,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gap Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Drexciya,
D'Angelo,
Youth Brigade,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Minny Pops,
Dennis Brown,
The Smiths,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Johnny Clarke,
Das Ding,
Matthew Bourne,
Vainqueur,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bad Manners,
JFA,
10cc,
Whodini,
The Blackbyrds,
The Golliwogs,
Gabor Szabo,
Audionom,
Adolescents,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Zeros,
Mr. Review,
Mandrill,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bill Wells,
L. Decosne,
Anakelly,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Wake,
Sun Ra,
Barry Ungar,
The Saints,
Magma,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.