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 Jamaica and from Taipei.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 guitar 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 Brick to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Fat Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Teenage Jesus and the Jerks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Anakelly,
Soul II Soul,
Hasil Adkins,
Jacques Brel,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ituana,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scratch Acid,
Aswad,
Scott Walker,
Excepter,
Marc Almond,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lucky Dragons,
Derrick Morgan,
The Gories,
Alice Coltrane,
Soulsonic Force,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Derrick May,
The Shadows of Knight,
U.S. Maple,
Andrew Hill,
Minutemen,
Arcadia,
In Retrospect,
Rotary Connection,
Moss Icon,
Patti Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sparks,
David Bowie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Raincoats,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Second Layer,
Fela Kuti,
the Sonics,
Pulsallama,
Dark Day,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marmalade,
a-ha,
Donny Hathaway,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Osbourne,
Joy Division,
Ossler,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rekid,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Depeche Mode,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.