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 Tonga and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All The Knickerbockers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Section 25,
The Divine Comedy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Index,
Terry Callier,
Howard Jones,
Avey Tare,
The Young Rascals,
Gregory Isaacs,
X-102,
AZ,
Ossler,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
New York Dolls,
Yazoo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Visage,
Inner City,
Little Man,
Quadrant,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Joe Smooth,
Silicon Teens,
Graham Central Station,
Gastr Del Sol,
Minnie Riperton,
New Order,
Girls At Our Best!,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Dave Clark Five,
Colin Newman,
Siglo XX,
The Golliwogs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Henry Cow,
Grey Daturas,
The Pop Group,
Urselle,
Oneida,
the Fania All-Stars,
World's Most,
The Techniques,
Joe Finger,
Radio Birdman,
Joey Negro,
Bauhaus,
Matthew Bourne,
Bobby Womack,
Rosa Yemen,
Tears for Fears,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Yusef Lateef,
Fat Boys,
Arthur Verocai,
The Five Americans,
Roger Hodgson,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
Cluster,
Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare, Traffic Nightmare.
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.