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 Italy and from Lagos.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the oboe 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 Aswad to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yaz,
The Knickerbockers,
Duran Duran,
Dennis Brown,
Banda Bassotti,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
10cc,
Joensuu 1685,
The Gap Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Alton Ellis,
Tomorrow,
The Red Krayola,
The American Breed,
Man Parrish,
Joe Finger,
Massinfluence,
The Gun Club,
Gang Gang Dance,
Jerry's Kids,
The Pretty Things,
The Seeds,
Lalo Schifrin,
One Last Wish,
The Martian,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Essential Logic,
Erasure,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Remains,
China Crisis,
Skriet,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
Kas Product,
Mandrill,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Warsaw,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Absolute Body Control,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sister Nancy,
Blake Baxter,
The Toasters,
Jeff Lynne,
Quadrant,
Von Mondo,
L. Decosne,
The Fuzztones,
La Düsseldorf,
Dave Gahan,
Bootsy Collins,
Wire,
Wally Richardson,
The Zeros,
the Bar-Kays,
Lee Hazlewood,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Gong,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.