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 Nicaragua and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Porter Ricks to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Standells. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
The Vogues,
Youth Brigade,
The Remains,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ronan,
Young Marble Giants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camberwell Now,
The Techniques,
Faraquet,
Easy Going,
Cybotron,
The Stooges,
The Knickerbockers,
Neu!,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Black Pus,
Spandau Ballet,
Fad Gadget,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Buckinghams,
Rotary Connection,
Lou Reed,
Public Enemy,
Howard Jones,
Don Cherry,
Idris Muhammad,
Dennis Brown,
Technova,
Soul II Soul,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jawbox,
Unwound,
Black Sheep,
Barrington Levy,
Sexual Harrassment,
Thompson Twins,
Darondo,
The Cramps,
Sandy B,
Franke,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Slits,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Television,
Bobby Womack,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boredoms,
X-102,
Altered Images,
Mission of Burma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.