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 Korea South and from Hong Kong.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 Ossler to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Eric B and Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo 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?
Japan,
Aaron Thompson,
Visage,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Count Five,
Qualms,
Section 25,
Massinfluence,
Stockholm Monsters,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Graham Central Station,
Easy Going,
Sun City Girls,
Index,
Juan Atkins,
Man Parrish,
Arthur Verocai,
Amon Düül II,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Agent Orange,
Moebius,
Robert Görl,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Zeros,
The Human League,
Erasure,
Mad Mike,
Yellowson,
Wolf Eyes,
The Star Department,
Ken Boothe,
The Cowsills,
The Five Americans,
Warsaw,
the Bar-Kays,
Buzzcocks,
Jacob Miller,
Reuben Wilson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gang Gang Dance,
Drive Like Jehu,
Judy Mowatt,
Cameo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Metal Thangz,
Moss Icon,
The Fuzztones,
The Happenings,
Gabor Szabo,
The Mummies,
Matthew Halsall,
Tommy Roe,
Oblivians,
The Beau Brummels,
Gichy Dan,
Arab on Radar,
Second Layer,
Cheater Slicks,
Sun Ra,
The Residents,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.