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 Ethiopia and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Shuggie Otis to the disco 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 ABBA. All the underground hits.
All The Names tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Grass Roots,
Sun City Girls,
Chrome,
Joey Negro,
Scion,
Drexciya,
Delta 5,
Main Source,
Ten City,
Blancmange,
Q65,
June of 44,
Gerry Rafferty,
Surgeon,
ABC,
John Foxx,
The Cramps,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sunsets and Hearts,
UT,
Jawbox,
Minny Pops,
a-ha,
Grauzone,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Visage,
Jerry's Kids,
Peter and Kerry,
The Tremeloes,
Moby Grape,
Radiopuhelimet,
John Coltrane,
Wasted Youth,
The Selecter,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Mummies,
Scientists,
Eve St. Jones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Public Image Ltd.,
Eli Mardock,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
Lyres,
The Remains,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joe Finger,
Rakim,
Juan Atkins,
Maleditus Sound,
Groovy Waters,
Massinfluence,
Alton Ellis,
T. Rex,
Johnny Clarke,
The Gladiators,
Bad Manners,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Con Funk Shun,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.