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 Madagascar and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kayak to the jazz 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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Zeros record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai 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?
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Sonics,
X-102,
The Smiths,
Excepter,
Sight & Sound,
Mark Hollis,
Gong,
Camberwell Now,
The Beau Brummels,
Kerrie Biddell,
Blancmange,
Nirvana,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Steve Hackett,
The Real Kids,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
A Certain Ratio,
Toni Rubio,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Toasters,
Barrington Levy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Eric Dolphy,
Prince Buster,
Audionom,
Gil Scott Heron,
Heaven 17,
Sällskapet,
Peter & Gordon,
Nas,
Zero Boys,
The Golliwogs,
Yellowson,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Harpers Bizarre,
Simply Red,
Shuggie Otis,
Monks,
DJ Style,
Hashim,
Skriet,
JFA,
Groovy Waters,
the Human League,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Joensuu 1685,
Gang Gang Dance,
Silicon Teens,
Theoretical Girls,
The Dead C,
Joy Division,
Marine Girls,
Black Moon,
Scan 7,
Bush Tetras,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.