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 Guatemala and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Ten City to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Art Ensemble Of Chicago. All the underground hits.
All Yusef Lateef tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Motorama,
Radio Birdman,
Pantytec,
The Gladiators,
Susan Cadogan,
Barclay James Harvest,
Aural Exciters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Knickerbockers,
Soulsonic Force,
Mandrill,
Lebanon Hanover,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Matthew Halsall,
R.M.O.,
James White and The Blacks,
Skaos,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Glambeats Corp.,
Metal Thangz,
The Happenings,
Spandau Ballet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Judy Mowatt,
Negative Approach,
Index,
Eli Mardock,
Connie Case,
Brand Nubian,
Kayak,
K-Klass,
Marc Almond,
Sun City Girls,
Dual Sessions,
Morten Harket,
Kas Product,
Rekid,
Idris Muhammad,
Masters at Work,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Victims,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
UT,
Tears for Fears,
Eve St. Jones,
The Sound,
These Immortal Souls,
Excepter,
Guru Guru,
The Monks,
Sarah Menescal,
Lightning Bolt,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Last Poets,
Quantec,
Pagans,
Niagra,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.