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 Canada and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Drexciya to the funk 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Blancmange,
Slick Rick,
Colin Newman,
John Holt,
Can,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Eurythmics,
New Age Steppers,
Adolescents,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Public Enemy,
B.T. Express,
Gil Scott Heron,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Last Poets,
The Slits,
Kayak,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
Idris Muhammad,
PIL,
Ice-T,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
Isaac Hayes,
Hashim,
Eric Dolphy,
Tim Buckley,
Drexciya,
Stetsasonic,
The Sonics,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Flash Fearless,
Donald Byrd,
One Last Wish,
the Human League,
The Fuzztones,
Crispy Ambulance,
Ten City,
Lower 48,
This Heat,
Marshall Jefferson,
New Order,
kango's stein massive,
Pulsallama,
Babytalk,
Bauhaus,
Marine Girls,
Ultra Naté,
Kerri Chandler,
Bobby Byrd,
La Düsseldorf,
Rosa Yemen,
The Moody Blues,
The Moleskins,
The Smoke,
Severed Heads,
Man Parrish,
The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques, The Techniques.
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.