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 China and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the sitar 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 punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 DeepChord presents Echospace. All the underground hits.
All The Cowsills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Robert Görl record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
JFA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grey Daturas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sandy B,
Bobby Womack,
Lyres,
AZ,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swans,
Eddi Front,
Aswad,
The Grass Roots,
Bauhaus,
Scott Walker,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Spoonie Gee,
The Divine Comedy,
B.T. Express,
Black Flag,
Thee Headcoats,
Nils Olav,
Shoche,
Faust,
The Kinks,
Spandau Ballet,
Jeff Lynne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Skarface,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Schoolly D,
Eurythmics,
Black Pus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
This Heat,
Kurtis Blow,
Michelle Simonal,
The Remains,
Soft Cell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ponytail,
Althea and Donna,
New Age Steppers,
Oneida,
Terrestrial Tones,
Cybotron,
The Offenders,
Hot Snakes,
Symarip,
Negative Approach,
The Saints,
EPMD,
FM Einheit,
The Slackers,
Agitation Free,
a-ha,
World's Most,
The New Christs,
Lower 48,
Gang of Four,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.