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 Indonesia and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs. All the underground hits.
All Pantytec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop 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 a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Accadde A record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Offenders,
Yazoo,
Susan Cadogan,
The Velvet Underground,
Robert Wyatt,
10cc,
Can,
Todd Rundgren,
The Slits,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Wire,
Zapp,
New Age Steppers,
Soul II Soul,
Avey Tare,
Sun City Girls,
MDC,
Kurtis Blow,
One Last Wish,
Talk Talk,
The Remains,
La Düsseldorf,
Bill Near,
Qualms,
The Litter,
Archie Shepp,
T.S.O.L.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
In Retrospect,
Au Pairs,
Roxette,
Trumans Water,
Second Layer,
The Raincoats,
Khruangbin,
Malaria!,
Mantronix,
Roger Hodgson,
Radio Birdman,
Stereo Dub,
The Skatalites,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Easy Going,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Brick,
Amon Düül II,
The Evens,
John Foxx,
Crime,
Quantec,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Cybotron,
The Human League,
Gastr Del Sol,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fear,
Jesper Dahlback,
Banda Bassotti,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.