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 Romania and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar 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 Tomorrow to the jazz 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 Eden Ahbez. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Divine Comedy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
ABC,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Lungfish,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Hashim,
Zapp,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Section 25,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Harmonia,
The Slits,
Barbara Tucker,
Yellowson,
LL Cool J,
DNA,
Ultravox,
Cluster,
Darondo,
Yusef Lateef,
The Doobie Brothers,
MDC,
The Associates,
X-102,
Lightning Bolt,
Hot Snakes,
Sex Pistols,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rakim,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
the Human League,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eric Copeland,
John Coltrane,
The Grass Roots,
Peter and Kerry,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Cecil Taylor,
Moss Icon,
Con Funk Shun,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Byrd,
Theoretical Girls,
Babytalk,
Freddie Wadling,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Walker Brothers,
Make Up,
Leonard Cohen,
Delta 5,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
The Gap Band,
The Victims,
Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly, Anakelly.
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.