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 Ireland and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wally Richardson to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 sitar and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Sarah Menescal,
Matthew Bourne,
Shuggie Otis,
Bang On A Can,
Crispian St. Peters,
Quantec,
Jacques Brel,
Whodini,
Sight & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ossler,
The Motions,
Public Image Ltd.,
the Bar-Kays,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Blancmange,
Pharoah Sanders,
Mad Mike,
Jandek,
Gil Scott Heron,
Blake Baxter,
Masters at Work,
Rotary Connection,
Maurizio,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
Mark Hollis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Patti Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Quando Quango,
Soft Cell,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Al Stewart,
Zero Boys,
F. McDonald,
Soul Sonic Force,
Amazonics,
China Crisis,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rosa Yemen,
Fat Boys,
The Star Department,
Niagra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Doobie Brothers,
Q and Not U,
Fugazi,
Peter and Kerry,
Infiniti,
Y Pants,
Cymande,
The Cure,
Tom Boy,
Ralphi Rosario,
Frankie Knuckles,
Procol Harum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gap Band,
Kenny Larkin,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.