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 San Marino and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pere Ubu to the rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Kenny Larkin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Audionom record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nas,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Pop Group,
Sixth Finger,
Max Romeo,
The Walker Brothers,
Tomorrow,
Babytalk,
Bobby Sherman,
Barbara Tucker,
Nico,
Youth Brigade,
Qualms,
Gang Green,
The Misunderstood,
The New Christs,
The Wake,
cv313,
The Martian,
Con Funk Shun,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Television,
Q and Not U,
Godley & Creme,
Delta 5,
Reagan Youth,
Aaron Thompson,
Gregory Isaacs,
Blake Baxter,
Barclay James Harvest,
Average White Band,
Eli Mardock,
The Buckinghams,
Mantronix,
Jeff Mills,
Monks,
Janne Schatter,
Cluster,
Flash Fearless,
Moebius,
Fad Gadget,
Donny Hathaway,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jeff Lynne,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
John Lydon,
Metal Thangz,
Laurel Aitken,
Dawn Penn,
Pylon,
The Fall,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
Sugar Minott,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Tropical Tobacco,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
AZ,
Television Personalities,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.