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 Sudan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Standells to the grunge 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 Normal. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vaughan Mason & Crew record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Nirvana,
X-101,
Kas Product,
Ken Boothe,
the Germs,
The Doors,
The Black Dice,
X-102,
Avey Tare,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Spandau Ballet,
Idris Muhammad,
Tommy Roe,
Liliput,
Sister Nancy,
Lightning Bolt,
Joyce Sims,
Section 25,
Rod Modell,
Robert Görl,
Jimmy McGriff,
Zero Boys,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Gun Club,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
a-ha,
Matthew Halsall,
Funky Four + One,
Lee Hazlewood,
Scratch Acid,
Sun City Girls,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
The J.B.'s,
Buzzcocks,
Dark Day,
Visage,
Arab on Radar,
Rapeman,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Beau Brummels,
Second Layer,
Index,
Sonic Youth,
Accadde A,
Gichy Dan,
The Offenders,
Darondo,
Graham Central Station,
Stockholm Monsters,
Boz Scaggs,
Suicide,
Supertramp,
Hashim,
Isaac Hayes,
Thee Headcoats,
Loose Ends,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.