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 Sudan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Lou Reed 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 Q65 to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Divine Comedy. All the underground hits.
All Sällskapet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Marvin Gaye,
Drive Like Jehu,
Suburban Knight,
Sun Ra,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Modern Lovers,
A Certain Ratio,
The Happenings,
Audionom,
The Cramps,
K-Klass,
Pantytec,
The Fall,
Frankie Knuckles,
Erykah Badu,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jacob Miller,
Pere Ubu,
Vladislav Delay,
Tres Demented,
Black Sheep,
X-101,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Tremeloes,
8 Eyed Spy,
Y Pants,
The Searchers,
Cluster,
Chris Corsano,
The Moleskins,
Lungfish,
The Fuzztones,
The Sound,
L. Decosne,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tim Buckley,
Saccharine Trust,
LL Cool J,
Ronnie Foster,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Marine Girls,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mary Jane Girls,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Mandrill,
Animal Collective,
The Blackbyrds,
Swell Maps,
Sister Nancy,
Man Parrish,
Funkadelic,
The Angels of Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Human League,
Guru Guru,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Lalann,
Barrington Levy,
John Lydon,
Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt, Robert Wyatt.
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.