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 Niger and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Woodstock.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 The Buckinghams to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Doors. All the underground hits.
All Steve Hackett tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Traffic Nightmare record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joyce Sims,
10cc,
Albert Ayler,
Maleditus Sound,
Gang of Four,
Essential Logic,
Fluxion,
The Residents,
June Days,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Count Five,
Guru Guru,
Moebius,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scion,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bang On A Can,
Sarah Menescal,
The Doors,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Max Romeo,
Black Flag,
Nik Kershaw,
KRS-One,
Babytalk,
Spoonie Gee,
Yazoo,
The Seeds,
These Immortal Souls,
Vainqueur,
Pagans,
The Golliwogs,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
David Bowie,
Youth Brigade,
The Young Rascals,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
the Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
Maurizio,
The Index,
The Walker Brothers,
Simply Red,
Gang Gang Dance,
E-Dancer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Goldenarms,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bill Near,
Laurel Aitken,
Outsiders,
Gichy Dan,
DNA,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kool Moe Dee,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.