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 Venezuela and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 the Sonics to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
K-Klass,
Yaz,
Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
The Residents,
Bobby Sherman,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Pop Group,
Bluetip,
Spoonie Gee,
Eden Ahbez,
Danielle Patucci,
Althea and Donna,
Eric B and Rakim,
Andrew Hill,
The Red Krayola,
Rufus Thomas,
Slick Rick,
Eddi Front,
Jerry's Kids,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Wire,
Nils Olav,
Sarah Menescal,
Juan Atkins,
Hasil Adkins,
Boogie Down Productions,
Das Ding,
June Days,
Mars,
the Sonics,
the Swans,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joyce Sims,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Hot Snakes,
Rod Modell,
The Motions,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sound Behaviour,
Technova,
Joe Finger,
Mandrill,
Dual Sessions,
Harry Pussy,
Pussy Galore,
China Crisis,
Smog,
Scientists,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Vladislav Delay,
Radiohead,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Saints,
Underground Resistance,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sällskapet,
Minnie Riperton,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.