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 Costa Rica and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 theremin 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 Easy Going to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Bananas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Zapp,
Tears for Fears,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Agent Orange,
Moebius,
Eric Dolphy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Green,
ABC,
Joy Division,
Gang of Four,
Boz Scaggs,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Gang Dance,
X-102,
Blancmange,
Icehouse,
Magazine,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Hot Snakes,
Barrington Levy,
Bizarre Inc.,
Terry Callier,
Roxy Music,
Thompson Twins,
The Moleskins,
Black Flag,
Erykah Badu,
Sun Ra,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Magma,
Y Pants,
The Blues Magoos,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Althea and Donna,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lindisfarne,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dawn Penn,
K-Klass,
The Wake,
Buzzcocks,
Joe Smooth,
Harpers Bizarre,
Cymande,
Reagan Youth,
Von Mondo,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick May,
Andrew Hill,
Malaria!,
Pagans,
CMW,
Danielle Patucci,
The Cramps,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks, Circle Jerks.
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.