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 Uruguay and from Glasgow.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 Radiopuhelimet to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Adolescents. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
Lou Christie,
The Evens,
Duran Duran,
Susan Cadogan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ultravox,
Janne Schatter,
Brass Construction,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Womack,
Silicon Teens,
Basic Channel,
Royal Trux,
The Martian,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Ossler,
Nas,
Schoolly D,
Jeff Lynne,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bang On A Can,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Goldenarms,
The Offenders,
The Black Dice,
Fat Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minny Pops,
Altered Images,
Cymande,
Eve St. Jones,
Neu!,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sex Pistols,
Funkadelic,
F. McDonald,
Mad Mike,
Average White Band,
Jacob Miller,
Crime,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Joyce Sims,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
Subhumans,
Excepter,
Toni Rubio,
John Coltrane,
Popol Vuh,
Spoonie Gee,
Yaz,
Fluxion,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.