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 Uganda and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 arpeggiator 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 Visage to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Excepter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Tropical Tobacco,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Adolescents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gichy Dan,
The Mojo Men,
Sällskapet,
The Seeds,
Robert Görl,
Stereo Dub,
Rosa Yemen,
Moss Icon,
Can,
Buzzcocks,
Visage,
Index,
The Tremeloes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Donny Hathaway,
Swell Maps,
June of 44,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ohio Players,
Gregory Isaacs,
Eve St. Jones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kaleidoscope,
the Swans,
The Stooges,
The Toasters,
Cal Tjader,
Jawbox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bill Near,
Leonard Cohen,
Second Layer,
Idris Muhammad,
Slave,
Yaz,
Wasted Youth,
The Skatalites,
Section 25,
Inner City,
Lou Reed,
Scrapy,
Throbbing Gristle,
Toni Rubio,
Tres Demented,
Marine Girls,
Electric Prunes,
Jandek,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter and Kerry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Crash Course in Science,
the Bar-Kays,
Nirvana,
Soulsonic Force,
Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne, Jeff Lynne.
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.