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 San Marino and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 güiro 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 Circle Jerks to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Aaron Thompson,
Blake Baxter,
Hoover,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Seeds,
Livin' Joy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Radiohead,
Delta 5,
Electric Prunes,
Max Romeo,
Amon Düül,
Deadbeat,
Buzzcocks,
Skarface,
Al Stewart,
Vladislav Delay,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marshall Jefferson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Television Personalities,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Talk Talk,
Jesper Dahlback,
Con Funk Shun,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Gastr Del Sol,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Sound,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Blackbyrds,
Eurythmics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scion,
Simply Red,
The Buckinghams,
The Dirtbombs,
Henry Cow,
the Human League,
Average White Band,
Eve St. Jones,
Echospace,
The Smoke,
Vainqueur,
Eric Dolphy,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Wire,
Motorama,
Jeff Lynne,
Liliput,
Scrapy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Thompson Twins,
The Barracudas,
Sugar Minott,
Franke,
Aswad,
Man Parrish,
Crooked Eye,
Mo-Dettes,
These Immortal Souls,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.