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 Somalia and from Columbus.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Negative Approach to the grime 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 Johnny Osbourne. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Smog,
Fear,
The Barracudas,
The Trojans,
Blake Baxter,
Black Bananas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Radiohead,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Stiv Bators,
Man Parrish,
David Bowie,
Moebius,
Quantec,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Music Machine,
Surgeon,
Black Moon,
Sun Ra,
Godley & Creme,
Grey Daturas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sparks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
T.S.O.L.,
Urselle,
Wings,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Stooges,
Anakelly,
Jerry's Kids,
The Dead C,
Audionom,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Cymande,
Bobby Sherman,
Steve Hackett,
Harry Pussy,
the Human League,
The Kinks,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Icehouse,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Panda Bear,
The Pop Group,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlback,
Matthew Halsall,
Lee Hazlewood,
Boz Scaggs,
Fluxion,
Moby Grape,
Quadrant,
The Mummies,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.