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 China and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Technova to the disco 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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wings record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Porter Ricks,
Excepter,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Walker Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Bananas,
Blancmange,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Circle Jerks,
Smog,
Spoonie Gee,
Andrew Hill,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Music Machine,
The Offenders,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Cramps,
Cal Tjader,
the Bar-Kays,
Gang Gang Dance,
Young Marble Giants,
the Swans,
The Leaves,
Terry Callier,
Jeru the Damaja,
L. Decosne,
Procol Harum,
Al Stewart,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Negative Approach,
Quantec,
The Count Five,
Wolf Eyes,
Sandy B,
Quadrant,
David Bowie,
Grauzone,
Morten Harket,
Joey Negro,
Loose Ends,
Niagra,
The Sonics,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Panda Bear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Howard Jones,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Flipper,
Marvin Gaye,
The Raincoats,
Lyres,
Godley & Creme,
New Order,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scrapy,
Kenny Larkin,
James White and The Blacks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Intrusion,
Goldenarms,
Ituana,
Agent Orange,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.