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 Andorra and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 ABBA to the funk 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 Warsaw. All the underground hits.
All Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
the Germs,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Black Moon,
Fad Gadget,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
Wally Richardson,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
Bobby Byrd,
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Radiohead,
Bootsy Collins,
Eric B and Rakim,
Lightning Bolt,
Josef K,
The Associates,
Andrew Hill,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Slits,
Lakeside,
Saccharine Trust,
Eric Dolphy,
Dark Day,
Outsiders,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Selecter,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ronnie Foster,
Rosa Yemen,
Black Sheep,
Cal Tjader,
Sound Behaviour,
The Fugs,
Mad Mike,
These Immortal Souls,
The Birthday Party,
Pantaleimon,
The J.B.'s,
Charles Mingus,
The Mummies,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sonic Youth,
Al Stewart,
Eddi Front,
Tim Buckley,
Depeche Mode,
Fugazi,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
ABBA,
Yusef Lateef,
Talk Talk,
Derrick May,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.