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 Botswana and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool Moe Dee to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 X-Ray Spex. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Anakelly record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Nation of Ulysses,
Marmalade,
MDC,
Surgeon,
The Standells,
Wire,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Sight & Sound,
Kerrie Biddell,
Zapp,
Quadrant,
Tom Boy,
Soulsonic Force,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bush Tetras,
Gang Starr,
Bluetip,
Pussy Galore,
Boz Scaggs,
Lalann,
the Association,
Amon Düül II,
Massinfluence,
Anakelly,
Fat Boys,
Sound Behaviour,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Young Rascals,
Lalo Schifrin,
Brothers Johnson,
Isaac Hayes,
Joe Smooth,
Organ,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül,
Eric Dolphy,
Minnie Riperton,
The Raincoats,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Grass Roots,
Aswad,
Excepter,
Sarah Menescal,
The Busters,
Gastr Del Sol,
Monks,
Jeff Mills,
These Immortal Souls,
Sonic Youth,
Crime,
Cybotron,
Bobby Sherman,
Zero Boys,
Youth Brigade,
The Neon Judgement,
The United States of America,
Freddie Wadling,
James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks, James White and The Blacks.
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.