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 Togo and from Spokane.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 The Mighty Diamonds to the grime 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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Letta Mbulu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
the Human League,
Flash Fearless,
Barrington Levy,
Traffic Nightmare,
10cc,
The United States of America,
Hot Snakes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Young Rascals,
Dave Gahan,
The Happenings,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Moon,
Nico,
Terry Callier,
Flipper,
Roger Hodgson,
EPMD,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Danielle Patucci,
Jerry's Kids,
Bluetip,
Pussy Galore,
Jimmy McGriff,
Trumans Water,
Lakeside,
Drive Like Jehu,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
The Angels of Light,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
Todd Rundgren,
Visage,
The Dead C,
Monolake,
Darondo,
Altered Images,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Derrick Morgan,
Pantaleimon,
Peter & Gordon,
John Holt,
Kerri Chandler,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anakelly,
Agitation Free,
Delta 5,
The Skatalites,
Skaos,
Yusef Lateef,
Kas Product,
Nirvana,
Country Teasers,
Ludus,
John Coltrane,
Depeche Mode,
Eurythmics,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.