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 Botswana and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 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 Connie Case to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Cluster,
Michelle Simonal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Icehouse,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Bronski Beat,
Black Sheep,
DJ Sneak,
Vladislav Delay,
Parry Music,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Main Source,
Toni Rubio,
Tom Boy,
Jacob Miller,
Model 500,
48th St. Collective,
Johnny Clarke,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ronnie Foster,
Soul Sonic Force,
Theoretical Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Arcadia,
Los Fastidios,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Altered Images,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Techniques,
Camouflage,
Lyres,
Mantronix,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sarah Menescal,
Lucky Dragons,
The Smiths,
Slick Rick,
The Zeros,
Dual Sessions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Mummies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wire,
MDC,
The Golliwogs,
Gastr Del Sol,
Todd Terry,
cv313,
Reagan Youth,
Rapeman,
Rhythm & Sound,
June Days,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
John Lydon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ornette Coleman,
the Bar-Kays,
Gregory Isaacs,
Erasure,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.