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 Cape Verde and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the organ 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 MC5 to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Selecter. All the underground hits.
All Jawbox tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Max Romeo,
Warren Ellis,
Quantec,
Bush Tetras,
David McCallum,
Chrome,
Alice Coltrane,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Durutti Column,
Audionom,
The Real Kids,
The J.B.'s,
Pulsallama,
The Gladiators,
The Knickerbockers,
Sparks,
Japan,
Amon Düül,
Prince Buster,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Echospace,
Eve St. Jones,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Animal Collective,
Gang of Four,
Rites of Spring,
Matthew Halsall,
Letta Mbulu,
John Coltrane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Camouflage,
Cameo,
T.S.O.L.,
Pagans,
Tomorrow,
Minnie Riperton,
Spoonie Gee,
Aswad,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Mandrill,
The Seeds,
New York Dolls,
Iggy Pop,
The Young Rascals,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Make Up,
The Dave Clark Five,
Mad Mike,
Nation of Ulysses,
Porter Ricks,
Swell Maps,
Blossom Toes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Boredoms,
48th St. Collective,
The Human League,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.