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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 oboe 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 Mantronix to the punk 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Masters at Work,
Jacques Brel,
Country Teasers,
Althea and Donna,
The Moleskins,
The Smiths,
Tres Demented,
Tommy Roe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Don Cherry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
the Association,
The Slackers,
Skaos,
Morten Harket,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Con Funk Shun,
Pantaleimon,
Agent Orange,
Absolute Body Control,
Radio Birdman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Cal Tjader,
The Gladiators,
Terrestrial Tones,
Slick Rick,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Isaac Hayes,
Joyce Sims,
Sonic Youth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
kango's stein massive,
Scrapy,
Charles Mingus,
Hardrive,
Bobby Byrd,
Johnny Clarke,
Stetsasonic,
Youth Brigade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Visage,
The Victims,
OOIOO,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fall,
Saccharine Trust,
Harry Pussy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Dawn Penn,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Amazonics,
Duran Duran,
Marc Almond,
Bronski Beat,
Sandy B,
New York Dolls,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.