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 Cambodia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 808 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 Rekid to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skarface record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lindisfarne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Desert Stars,
Dark Day,
UT,
Arthur Verocai,
Deepchord,
Grey Daturas,
Infiniti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Blackbyrds,
Theoretical Girls,
Warren Ellis,
X-101,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Traffic Nightmare,
Swans,
Dawn Penn,
OOIOO,
The Trojans,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Albert Ayler,
Black Sheep,
Nas,
Public Enemy,
Hardrive,
Nik Kershaw,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Young Marble Giants,
Simply Red,
Anthony Braxton,
Vainqueur,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Black Dice,
Chris Corsano,
Glenn Branca,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Gap Band,
PIL,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deakin,
Shuggie Otis,
Man Parrish,
Eli Mardock,
Terrestrial Tones,
China Crisis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yusef Lateef,
The Pretty Things,
Kayak,
Goldenarms,
Von Mondo,
Aaron Thompson,
D'Angelo,
Q and Not U,
Agitation Free,
The Young Rascals,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Fuzztones,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.