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 Chile and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
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 Grey Daturas to the techno 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 Johnny Clarke. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Lydon,
Yaz,
Letta Mbulu,
Joensuu 1685,
Country Teasers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kerri Chandler,
Eurythmics,
The Pop Group,
Danielle Patucci,
Gang Green,
Iggy Pop,
Peter & Gordon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Grauzone,
Donny Hathaway,
New Age Steppers,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gang Starr,
Pole,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Knickerbockers,
Pylon,
X-Ray Spex,
The Beau Brummels,
The Stooges,
Kerrie Biddell,
This Heat,
Angry Samoans,
The Fugs,
Bobby Byrd,
The Birthday Party,
E-Dancer,
John Cale,
Peter and Kerry,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Drive Like Jehu,
Desert Stars,
H. Thieme,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spoonie Gee,
Carl Craig,
The Golliwogs,
Aswad,
PIL,
John Holt,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Finger,
Urselle,
Deepchord,
Matthew Bourne,
Fatback Band,
Tubeway Army,
Aloha Tigers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
Young Marble Giants,
Kas Product,
Public Enemy,
Audionom,
Procol Harum,
Gastr Del Sol,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.