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 El Salvador and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Reagan Youth 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Al Stewart record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Pantytec,
Skaos,
Jimmy McGriff,
a-ha,
Hashim,
Deakin,
Ronan,
Isaac Hayes,
Marine Girls,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Happenings,
Soft Machine,
the Slits,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Desert Stars,
Fugazi,
Minor Threat,
DJ Style,
Fela Kuti,
Clear Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dual Sessions,
The Last Poets,
Can,
Bronski Beat,
This Heat,
Joe Smooth,
E-Dancer,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
One Last Wish,
Morten Harket,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Near,
Gang of Four,
Radiohead,
Pagans,
The Doors,
Mark Hollis,
48th St. Collective,
Faust,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Maleditus Sound,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Metal Thangz,
Audionom,
Brick,
Funky Four + One,
Joe Finger,
Derrick May,
Peter and Kerry,
The Beau Brummels,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
Los Fastidios,
Babytalk,
Visage,
Carl Craig,
Lakeside,
The Fire Engines,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.