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 Armenia and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Toni Rubio to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Girls At Our Best! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Soft Cell,
Arthur Verocai,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Flag,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bluetip,
Girls At Our Best!,
Make Up,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Model 500,
Intrusion,
T. Rex,
Peter and Kerry,
Carl Craig,
Sam Rivers,
Joy Division,
The Monks,
The Slits,
Negative Approach,
The Searchers,
Archie Shepp,
Theoretical Girls,
Swans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Lungfish,
Sällskapet,
Dave Gahan,
The Seeds,
Neu!,
Swell Maps,
Siglo XX,
The Residents,
The Pretty Things,
Mantronix,
Echospace,
Symarip,
Camberwell Now,
Monks,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Yellowson,
Roxette,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultravox,
The Gladiators,
Maleditus Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Moby Grape,
Brass Construction,
the Soft Cell,
R.M.O.,
The Modern Lovers,
Bobby Byrd,
Susan Cadogan,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Audionom,
Wolf Eyes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.