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 Grenada and from Johannesburg.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 Rosa Yemen to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Joe Finger,
Cybotron,
Sun Ra,
Public Image Ltd.,
La Düsseldorf,
Pulsallama,
Magma,
The Walker Brothers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Dorothy Ashby,
Japan,
Technova,
The Martian,
The Wake,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Lebanon Hanover,
Crime,
Kenny Larkin,
the Sonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Blake Baxter,
Bizarre Inc.,
Mars,
Joey Negro,
Subhumans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Donald Byrd,
David McCallum,
Judy Mowatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Smog,
Eurythmics,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Max Romeo,
Godley & Creme,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Blancmange,
Roxy Music,
Index,
Lalann,
Mo-Dettes,
The Move,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Young Marble Giants,
Marc Almond,
Funkadelic,
Ronan,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alison Limerick,
Black Bananas,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Supertramp,
Jacob Miller,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Skarface,
Sparks,
Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens, Silicon Teens.
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.