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 Jordan and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 güiro 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 Accadde A 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 Livin' Joy. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lindisfarne record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
The Gap Band,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rotary Connection,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Freddie Wadling,
L. Decosne,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Evens,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Hardrive,
Sight & Sound,
cv313,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Remains,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Masters at Work,
Lower 48,
Ice-T,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Kenny Larkin,
Sonic Youth,
Joensuu 1685,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Flash Fearless,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Ash Ra Tempel,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
Anakelly,
Gerry Rafferty,
Ken Boothe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crash Course in Science,
The Music Machine,
China Crisis,
a-ha,
Pussy Galore,
The Tremeloes,
The Fugs,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Y Pants,
Bush Tetras,
Gil Scott Heron,
Reagan Youth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Roxy Music,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rekid,
Bad Manners,
Livin' Joy,
Khruangbin,
Drexciya,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Hoover,
Royal Trux,
Organ,
The Five Americans,
X-102,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gichy Dan,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.