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 Bulgaria and from Lagos.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Au Pairs to the electroclash 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lyres,
The Shadows of Knight,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tom Boy,
The Stooges,
Dennis Brown,
Symarip,
The Associates,
Barbara Tucker,
The Selecter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
10cc,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dark Day,
Boogie Down Productions,
Fela Kuti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shoche,
The Blackbyrds,
Piero Umiliani,
The Leaves,
Eden Ahbez,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Trojans,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bang On A Can,
Nico,
Joe Smooth,
Yaz,
Buzzcocks,
Henry Cow,
Rapeman,
The Slits,
Letta Mbulu,
the Fania All-Stars,
Skaos,
The Techniques,
The Cowsills,
The Smoke,
New York Dolls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Subhumans,
The Black Dice,
MDC,
Roger Hodgson,
Dead Boys,
The Cure,
Tres Demented,
Freddie Wadling,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Durutti Column,
The Kinks,
Drexciya,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Main Source,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Urselle,
China Crisis,
T.S.O.L.,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.