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 Niger and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno 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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maurizio,
Pantaleimon,
The Remains,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Trumans Water,
Average White Band,
Absolute Body Control,
The Sonics,
Bill Wells,
John Cale,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pylon,
Bizarre Inc.,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Fatback Band,
The Mummies,
Deepchord,
The Leaves,
Gang of Four,
Black Pus,
World's Most,
Buzzcocks,
Talk Talk,
Quadrant,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Metal Thangz,
Joe Smooth,
Adolescents,
Jimmy McGriff,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joy Division,
the Association,
Nation of Ulysses,
Circle Jerks,
Television,
Scrapy,
Youth Brigade,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Lydon,
Sarah Menescal,
Blossom Toes,
Don Cherry,
Scott Walker,
B.T. Express,
Basic Channel,
Sugar Minott,
Sandy B,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Blackbyrds,
Sister Nancy,
Fat Boys,
Monolake,
Con Funk Shun,
Panda Bear,
Carl Craig,
Unrelated Segments,
Derrick Morgan,
Inner City,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.