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 Dominican Republic and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Quando Quango to the crunk 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282. All the underground hits.
All De La Soul & Jungle Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Second Layer,
Toni Rubio,
CMW,
The Moleskins,
Television,
Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
Altered Images,
Cal Tjader,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marc Almond,
Audionom,
LL Cool J,
The Doobie Brothers,
T.S.O.L.,
Nils Olav,
Stetsasonic,
Das Ding,
Eric Copeland,
Tres Demented,
Neil Young,
Gabor Szabo,
The Five Americans,
Flash Fearless,
Mandrill,
Steve Hackett,
OOIOO,
Pantaleimon,
Fat Boys,
Amon Düül II,
Juan Atkins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Roxette,
Royal Trux,
Stiv Bators,
Camouflage,
Yaz,
Fatback Band,
Minnie Riperton,
Desert Stars,
The Music Machine,
Warsaw,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pretty Things,
Max Romeo,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Curtis Mayfield,
Connie Case,
The Vogues,
Sugar Minott,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sällskapet,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Throbbing Gristle,
Byron Stingily,
David Axelrod,
Popol Vuh,
The Doors,
The Seeds,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.