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 Germany and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Toni Rubio to the dance 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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
World's Most,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fall,
Sonny Sharrock,
Hoover,
Q and Not U,
Aural Exciters,
Josef K,
Country Teasers,
The Trojans,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Gladiators,
The Electric Prunes,
Rotary Connection,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Grass Roots,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ultimate Spinach,
Funkadelic,
Symarip,
Wasted Youth,
Shuggie Otis,
Adolescents,
Television,
Outsiders,
Gregory Isaacs,
Das Ding,
Zero Boys,
Youth Brigade,
Man Parrish,
U.S. Maple,
The Human League,
Schoolly D,
DJ Style,
The Toasters,
Visage,
The Barracudas,
Niagra,
The Remains,
June of 44,
Bang On A Can,
The Invisible,
The Saints,
Crispy Ambulance,
Judy Mowatt,
Gil Scott Heron,
Anakelly,
Marine Girls,
the Human League,
Sparks,
Jeff Mills,
Nick Fraelich,
Joyce Sims,
Alison Limerick,
cv313,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Neu!,
The Pop Group,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
Bobby Byrd,
Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sex Pistols.
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.