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 Malta and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the organ 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 Barrington Levy to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Music Machine,
Amon Düül II,
Sandy B,
Parry Music,
Drexciya,
Mo-Dettes,
Graham Central Station,
The Trojans,
Neil Young,
Yaz,
Oneida,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul II Soul,
T.S.O.L.,
Television,
T. Rex,
MC5,
Gabor Szabo,
The Standells,
Toni Rubio,
Marmalade,
H. Thieme,
The Happenings,
The Move,
Drive Like Jehu,
Hardrive,
Bill Near,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Joensuu 1685,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Sun Ra,
The Shadows of Knight,
China Crisis,
Joe Finger,
Little Man,
Godley & Creme,
Barry Ungar,
The Gladiators,
Yusef Lateef,
Sugar Minott,
The Slits,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Duran Duran,
Blancmange,
Sight & Sound,
The Barracudas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Evens,
The Moleskins,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Jandek,
Faraquet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Essential Logic,
Jerry's Kids,
Amon Düül,
Wasted Youth,
Man Parrish,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.