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 Bolivia and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the güiro 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 FM Einheit to the rock 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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Angels of Light record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Jeff Lynne,
Michelle Simonal,
Nils Olav,
Gang Green,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Swans,
The Mojo Men,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
AZ,
The Tremeloes,
Marmalade,
Stereo Dub,
Warren Ellis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Amazonics,
Simply Red,
June of 44,
Sonny Sharrock,
Smog,
T.S.O.L.,
Glenn Branca,
The Durutti Column,
Howard Jones,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Albert Ayler,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ohio Players,
The Fall,
PIL,
Procol Harum,
Hasil Adkins,
World's Most,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Derrick Morgan,
Underground Resistance,
Interpol,
Morten Harket,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Donny Hathaway,
Dual Sessions,
cv313,
Icehouse,
The Velvet Underground,
Minutemen,
Average White Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Mary Jane Girls,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eli Mardock,
Blake Baxter,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Terry Callier,
Peter and Kerry,
The J.B.'s,
Gang Starr,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Visage,
Zapp,
Faraquet,
Crime,
The Selecter,
Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell, Kerrie Biddell.
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.