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 Equatorial Guinea and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Average White Band to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Shuggie Otis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Misunderstood 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Circle Jerks,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Fugs,
Peter and Kerry,
Hasil Adkins,
Severed Heads,
The Dirtbombs,
Interpol,
Tears for Fears,
Blancmange,
Robert Görl,
the Sonics,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deakin,
Chris Corsano,
Zero Boys,
Animal Collective,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
The Martian,
the Bar-Kays,
One Last Wish,
Fatback Band,
Bronski Beat,
The Durutti Column,
Swell Maps,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doobie Brothers,
F. McDonald,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Marc Almond,
Magma,
Banda Bassotti,
Rakim,
Ronnie Foster,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
E-Dancer,
Minnie Riperton,
EPMD,
Royal Trux,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Five Americans,
Rapeman,
Whodini,
Kayak,
Flash Fearless,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Popol Vuh,
The Mummies,
Bang On A Can,
The Dead C,
Radiopuhelimet,
David Axelrod,
Quando Quango,
Bill Near,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.