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 Uzbekistan and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 guitar 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roy Ayers Ubiquity. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott Heron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every London Community Gospel Choir 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amazonics,
Yazoo,
Section 25,
Intrusion,
Reagan Youth,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Dave Clark Five,
Banda Bassotti,
the Human League,
OOIOO,
Eve St. Jones,
Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
Sparks,
Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Heaven 17,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Knickerbockers,
The Detroit Cobras,
Desert Stars,
June Days,
David Axelrod,
Ronnie Foster,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Gladiators,
Lungfish,
MC5,
Sexual Harrassment,
Easy Going,
Franke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rakim,
La Düsseldorf,
Moss Icon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
David Bowie,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Glenn Branca,
The Sound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Metal Thangz,
the Germs,
Khruangbin,
The Pop Group,
World's Most,
Bobby Byrd,
Radio Birdman,
Oneida,
Tim Buckley,
The Move,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
DJ Sneak,
Aswad,
China Crisis,
Can,
Pole,
Graham Central Station,
Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood, Lee Hazlewood.
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.