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 Namibia and from London.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
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 sitar 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 Chris Corsano to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Fela Kuti. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The J.B.'s record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
The Durutti Column,
Byron Stingily,
Bronski Beat,
Tears for Fears,
Scientists,
Josef K,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Motorama,
Nick Fraelich,
Hot Snakes,
Skaos,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Blake Baxter,
The Angels of Light,
Donald Byrd,
David McCallum,
Livin' Joy,
the Soft Cell,
Hashim,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Modern Lovers,
Eddi Front,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scratch Acid,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dave Gahan,
Amon Düül II,
DJ Sneak,
Spoonie Gee,
Mr. Review,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Alphaville,
The Toasters,
The Remains,
The Litter,
Quadrant,
PIL,
U.S. Maple,
Sällskapet,
the Sonics,
Black Pus,
Banda Bassotti,
Soft Machine,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The J.B.'s,
Gil Scott Heron,
Deakin,
Ronnie Foster,
The Happenings,
Letta Mbulu,
The Cramps,
Panda Bear,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.