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 Mauritania and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funkadelic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Royal Trux,
Japan,
Radiohead,
Terry Callier,
Main Source,
Pierre Henry,
Skarface,
MDC,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sandy B,
The Residents,
Blancmange,
Bobby Byrd,
Niagra,
Reagan Youth,
The Searchers,
Country Teasers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bush Tetras,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Wolf Eyes,
Eden Ahbez,
The Red Krayola,
The Durutti Column,
Swans,
The Fugs,
Unwound,
Sällskapet,
Chris Corsano,
Grey Daturas,
The Evens,
Metal Thangz,
Silicon Teens,
The Real Kids,
The Zeros,
Dave Gahan,
Eric Copeland,
Easy Going,
Lindisfarne,
The Gun Club,
The Standells,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Blossom Toes,
Sound Behaviour,
a-ha,
Lyres,
Buzzcocks,
The J.B.'s,
The Young Rascals,
The Grass Roots,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Icehouse,
The Mojo Men,
Deakin,
Andrew Hill,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alton Ellis,
The Dirtbombs,
Agent Orange,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cowsills,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.