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 Belize and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
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 Buzzcocks to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Rod Modell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Clear Light,
Roxette,
The Misunderstood,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Isaac Hayes,
Japan,
The Count Five,
Joe Finger,
Blancmange,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Modern Lovers,
K-Klass,
The Buckinghams,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Leaves,
Moss Icon,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Sheep,
A Certain Ratio,
The Skatalites,
Lindisfarne,
Altered Images,
Alphaville,
EPMD,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Godley & Creme,
Jandek,
Make Up,
Ronnie Foster,
Eden Ahbez,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Darondo,
Marvin Gaye,
The Index,
Aural Exciters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
LL Cool J,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Piero Umiliani,
Archie Shepp,
The Red Krayola,
Eli Mardock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Young Marble Giants,
Tim Buckley,
the Human League,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
FM Einheit,
The Five Americans,
Bronski Beat,
Zero Boys,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Das Ding,
Chris & Cosey,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U, Q and Not U.
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.