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 Philippines and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Vainqueur to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Germs. All the underground hits.
All Wasted Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Roxy Music,
a-ha,
10cc,
Skaos,
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley,
Nils Olav,
Barrington Levy,
DNA,
Scan 7,
Sun City Girls,
John Cale,
Wings,
Goldenarms,
Ohio Players,
Danielle Patucci,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Lydon,
Talk Talk,
Arthur Verocai,
Loose Ends,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Harmonia,
Eddi Front,
Kurtis Blow,
Marvin Gaye,
Aswad,
Cal Tjader,
Section 25,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eden Ahbez,
Drexciya,
Boz Scaggs,
Deakin,
Drive Like Jehu,
DJ Style,
The Fugs,
The Wake,
Glambeats Corp.,
Essential Logic,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bobby Sherman,
Ronnie Foster,
KRS-One,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Heaven 17,
Cluster,
Banda Bassotti,
Kerrie Biddell,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Masters at Work,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Byrd,
Public Enemy,
Basic Channel,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roy Ayers,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America, The United States of America.
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.