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 Bulgaria and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jeff Lynne to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All The Buckinghams tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Newcleus,
Kas Product,
the Sonics,
Desert Stars,
Godley & Creme,
Eric Copeland,
Hardrive,
The Raincoats,
Chrome,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marvin Gaye,
Soul II Soul,
Stereo Dub,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television Personalities,
Sixth Finger,
Roxette,
Mr. Review,
Cymande,
The Zeros,
Rotary Connection,
Barry Ungar,
Donny Hathaway,
Qualms,
Basic Channel,
Rosa Yemen,
Sonny Sharrock,
Stetsasonic,
James White and The Blacks,
Bang On A Can,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Animal Collective,
Audionom,
Nico,
Matthew Bourne,
Zero Boys,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Cluster,
Gerry Rafferty,
T.S.O.L.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sugar Minott,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Marshall Jefferson,
Loose Ends,
Gang of Four,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
Bad Manners,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Skriet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Rakim,
ABC,
Hasil Adkins,
The Velvet Underground,
Warsaw,
Jawbox,
Alton Ellis,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.