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 Sweden and from Portland.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gil Scott Heron to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a OOIOO record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crispy Ambulance,
Silicon Teens,
Magma,
Blake Baxter,
Metal Thangz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Flash Fearless,
kango's stein massive,
The Birthday Party,
Jacques Brel,
Colin Newman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Harmonia,
Porter Ricks,
The New Christs,
Isaac Hayes,
New Age Steppers,
Ohio Players,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Tommy Roe,
The Searchers,
Alison Limerick,
Youth Brigade,
the Association,
Rufus Thomas,
Kevin Saunderson,
Jandek,
Thee Headcoats,
Piero Umiliani,
The Names,
The Smoke,
The Fortunes,
Tubeway Army,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Crash Course in Science,
The J.B.'s,
Al Stewart,
The Trojans,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Icehouse,
Das Ding,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Freddie Wadling,
The Flesh Eaters,
X-102,
Wally Richardson,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Charles Mingus,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Blackbyrds,
Avey Tare,
Letta Mbulu,
The Techniques,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Drexciya,
Dead Boys,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.