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 Brazil and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Selecter to the rock 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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All The Velvet Underground tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Adolescents,
La Düsseldorf,
Arab on Radar,
Basic Channel,
Byron Stingily,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ultimate Spinach,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Wyatt,
Massinfluence,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quantec,
World's Most,
Terry Callier,
Camberwell Now,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Slick Rick,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Doors,
New Order,
Mission of Burma,
Sarah Menescal,
Fat Boys,
Alphaville,
Peter and Kerry,
Yaz,
Kerri Chandler,
A Certain Ratio,
Model 500,
Essential Logic,
Sun City Girls,
Suicide,
Scratch Acid,
the Germs,
K-Klass,
Franke,
Wally Richardson,
Bluetip,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Intrusion,
The Count Five,
Fluxion,
Mary Jane Girls,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Country Teasers,
Mad Mike,
Hot Snakes,
Maleditus Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
The Five Americans,
The Slits,
PIL,
Lindisfarne,
Cal Tjader,
Simply Red,
John Lydon,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.