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 Seychelles and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Barclay James Harvest to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Technova tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Franke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Camberwell Now,
Gang of Four,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Gories,
Joe Smooth,
Theoretical Girls,
Lalann,
Soul Sonic Force,
This Heat,
Altered Images,
Grandmaster Flash,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Wake,
Nas,
Black Pus,
Supertramp,
In Retrospect,
Eric Dolphy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Soul II Soul,
David Bowie,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Blossom Toes,
Average White Band,
Fugazi,
Mantronix,
Magazine,
Tim Buckley,
Fela Kuti,
Black Moon,
Bobby Womack,
The Pretty Things,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
OOIOO,
Saccharine Trust,
Alison Limerick,
Von Mondo,
The Blackbyrds,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kaleidoscope,
Excepter,
Angry Samoans,
Chris Corsano,
DNA,
Cal Tjader,
Rosa Yemen,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scrapy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Vladislav Delay,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Buckinghams,
Pole,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
MC5,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Roy Ayers,
Deadbeat,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.