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 Morocco and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Maurizio to the grunge 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Boz Scaggs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
The J.B.'s,
Anakelly,
Average White Band,
Barrington Levy,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Soulsonic Force,
Qualms,
Visage,
Rosa Yemen,
Big Daddy Kane,
L. Decosne,
Brass Construction,
Aswad,
Vainqueur,
Ludus,
Fugazi,
Audionom,
Spandau Ballet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Absolute Body Control,
The Young Rascals,
Dave Gahan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Q and Not U,
The Moody Blues,
Chris & Cosey,
Warren Ellis,
The Durutti Column,
Eric Dolphy,
The Grass Roots,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kevin Saunderson,
Connie Case,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
OOIOO,
The Vogues,
Jeff Lynne,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Modern Lovers,
Eric B and Rakim,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gang of Four,
Boz Scaggs,
Fad Gadget,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Anthony Braxton,
Roxette,
The Beau Brummels,
Morten Harket,
Banda Bassotti,
Eric Copeland,
Mandrill,
Moss Icon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Massinfluence,
Monolake,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Nick Fraelich,
The Techniques,
Jawbox,
Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet, Faraquet.
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.