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 Gambia and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the 808 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 Moleskins to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All The Flesh Eaters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stiv Bators,
Lou Christie,
Clear Light,
Frankie Knuckles,
Sex Pistols,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Aswad,
Leonard Cohen,
OOIOO,
Sugar Minott,
The Martian,
Althea and Donna,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Niagra,
Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lucky Dragons,
Fat Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Heaven 17,
Mission of Burma,
Faraquet,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dawn Penn,
The Associates,
Derrick Morgan,
Al Stewart,
Mad Mike,
Kenny Larkin,
Joe Smooth,
The Smiths,
Lakeside,
Lower 48,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxy Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Soft Cell,
Skriet,
Blossom Toes,
Model 500,
The Cowsills,
Delta 5,
Marine Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dave Gahan,
The Mummies,
The Index,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Moody Blues,
Can,
Supertramp,
The Detroit Cobras,
Mo-Dettes,
Deepchord,
Janne Schatter,
Black Sheep,
Duran Duran,
Faust,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.