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 Mauritius and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Mexico City.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Johnny Osbourne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang on a Can All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Little Man,
Alphaville,
the Soft Cell,
Roxette,
Colin Newman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Harmonia,
MC5,
Saccharine Trust,
Roy Ayers,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Motorama,
Mandrill,
The Leaves,
Janne Schatter,
MDC,
The Fall,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Pus,
Jerry's Kids,
Kas Product,
48th St. Collective,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Khruangbin,
Al Stewart,
Marshall Jefferson,
Model 500,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Cybotron,
CMW,
Sight & Sound,
Popol Vuh,
Ken Boothe,
Carl Craig,
The Saints,
Joensuu 1685,
Fluxion,
Alice Coltrane,
Curtis Mayfield,
Urselle,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Prince Buster,
Marmalade,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jandek,
Darondo,
Peter and Kerry,
The Birthday Party,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Michelle Simonal,
The Misunderstood,
Boz Scaggs,
Arcadia,
Magma,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.