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 Tajikistan and from Portland.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 spring reverb 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 the Human League 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 Al Stewart. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Half Japanese,
Josef K,
John Foxx,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Walker Brothers,
Danielle Patucci,
Crash Course in Science,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Thee Headcoats,
Section 25,
Connie Case,
Lucky Dragons,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Gang Green,
Deepchord,
Grey Daturas,
X-Ray Spex,
Motorama,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Searchers,
Barbara Tucker,
The Leaves,
Avey Tare,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Gories,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Moleskins,
Mark Hollis,
Dawn Penn,
Sam Rivers,
The Tremeloes,
The Doobie Brothers,
H. Thieme,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Los Fastidios,
Chris Corsano,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Neon Judgement,
Das Ding,
The Evens,
Todd Rundgren,
The Fall,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ludus,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Thompson Twins,
Ponytail,
The Beau Brummels,
Lee Hazlewood,
Urselle,
Idris Muhammad,
Lou Reed,
The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department, The Star Department.
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.