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 Bhutan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 OOIOO to the grime 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 Eli Mardock. All the underground hits.
All Davy DMX tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
Piero Umiliani,
Minny Pops,
Bobby Sherman,
Bang On A Can,
Popol Vuh,
the Normal,
Chris & Cosey,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Walker Brothers,
Faraquet,
Thee Headcoats,
Roger Hodgson,
June Days,
Skriet,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Matthew Halsall,
The Barracudas,
Nik Kershaw,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Standells,
Erasure,
Fatback Band,
The Associates,
Skarface,
Cheater Slicks,
New York Dolls,
Procol Harum,
Joy Division,
JFA,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
K-Klass,
The Busters,
Scion,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Judy Mowatt,
Gichy Dan,
Skaos,
X-101,
ABBA,
Joyce Sims,
Don Cherry,
Buzzcocks,
Black Flag,
Andrew Hill,
The New Christs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ohio Players,
Thompson Twins,
Kerri Chandler,
The Raincoats,
KRS-One,
Underground Resistance,
UT,
Peter & Gordon,
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.