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 Albania and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Lakeside. All the underground hits.
All Slave tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
The Red Krayola,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Standells,
Metal Thangz,
Severed Heads,
Sparks,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Fad Gadget,
Colin Newman,
Todd Rundgren,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Sandy B,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quando Quango,
Ronan,
Roxy Music,
Dawn Penn,
China Crisis,
Mandrill,
Donny Hathaway,
Letta Mbulu,
Blancmange,
The Divine Comedy,
Fatback Band,
Ten City,
JFA,
Flipper,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Dorothy Ashby,
Livin' Joy,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doors,
The Electric Prunes,
Q65,
Oneida,
The Tremeloes,
Popol Vuh,
Clear Light,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Germs,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Darondo,
The Selecter,
Marcia Griffiths,
Maurizio,
Pylon,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Marmalade,
Derrick May,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Siglo XX,
June Days,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sister Nancy,
FM Einheit,
Jacques Brel,
F. McDonald,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.