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 Morocco and from Delhi.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 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 Eurythmics to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Juan Atkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Joensuu 1685,
Spoonie Gee,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker,
The Young Rascals,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ken Boothe,
Isaac Hayes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Howard Jones,
Susan Cadogan,
Ituana,
Negative Approach,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Sugar Minott,
Tres Demented,
Joey Negro,
Matthew Bourne,
Cymande,
Desert Stars,
Derrick Morgan,
Ice-T,
The Divine Comedy,
Ronan,
Underground Resistance,
Half Japanese,
Eli Mardock,
Terry Callier,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Easy Going,
Slick Rick,
Excepter,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlback,
John Lydon,
Porter Ricks,
Crispy Ambulance,
48th St. Collective,
Max Romeo,
Simply Red,
Fad Gadget,
Los Fastidios,
Lalo Schifrin,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Yazoo,
Black Sheep,
Monolake,
Sarah Menescal,
B.T. Express,
Minny Pops,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Interpol,
Magma,
The Trojans,
Skaos,
X-102,
cv313,
Talk Talk,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Evens,
Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith, Jerry Gold Smith.
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.