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 Greece and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 oboe 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 Bill Near to the dance 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every U.S. Maple 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
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 The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lebanon Hanover,
Grauzone,
Slave,
MC5,
Inner City,
The Music Machine,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlback,
Tomorrow,
Thompson Twins,
Zapp,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Christie,
Public Enemy,
Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
Grey Daturas,
Talk Talk,
Yellowson,
Smog,
The Fall,
A Certain Ratio,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cymande,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rites of Spring,
PIL,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pussy Galore,
Roxy Music,
The American Breed,
Joe Finger,
Aaron Thompson,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Doors,
Kaleidoscope,
Pole,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Urselle,
Duran Duran,
Deakin,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Make Up,
Harpers Bizarre,
U.S. Maple,
Can,
Archie Shepp,
Clear Light,
Sister Nancy,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sparks,
The Cure,
Thee Headcoats,
The Skatalites,
The Toasters,
Crooked Eye,
Dorothy Ashby,
The United States of America,
Morten Harket,
The Real Kids,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.