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 Tonga and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Surgeon to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All FM Einheit tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Graham Central Station record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aural Exciters,
Rufus Thomas,
The Moleskins,
Lightning Bolt,
E-Dancer,
Mad Mike,
Isaac Hayes,
Peter & Gordon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gang of Four,
New Age Steppers,
Magma,
The Trojans,
Chris & Cosey,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Symarip,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Fear,
Sex Pistols,
Lyres,
David McCallum,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Au Pairs,
T.S.O.L.,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Slick Rick,
The Fuzztones,
Little Man,
The Pretty Things,
Kayak,
Severed Heads,
Barry Ungar,
Moss Icon,
Arab on Radar,
One Last Wish,
The Dead C,
The American Breed,
Silicon Teens,
Terry Callier,
Minny Pops,
Bronski Beat,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Tears for Fears,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Count Five,
Infiniti,
Fluxion,
The Mojo Men,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Move,
Reagan Youth,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Can,
The Fugs,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.