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 Kyrgyzstan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 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 Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sugar Minott record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Sugar Minott,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Soul II Soul,
Mars,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
MC5,
Joensuu 1685,
Cal Tjader,
The Detroit Cobras,
Scion,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dead C,
Pulsallama,
Bobby Womack,
Neil Young,
Harpers Bizarre,
The American Breed,
Anakelly,
Boredoms,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Country Teasers,
The Cramps,
Alice Coltrane,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
Cheater Slicks,
Pussy Galore,
Susan Cadogan,
The Beau Brummels,
Basic Channel,
OOIOO,
Avey Tare,
Dawn Penn,
Monks,
Terry Callier,
Echospace,
Mantronix,
Rekid,
Vainqueur,
Ornette Coleman,
Skarface,
Sound Behaviour,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gastr Del Sol,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Inner City,
Sun Ra,
The Offenders,
48th St. Collective,
Ultra Naté,
Gang Green,
Don Cherry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kayak,
Can,
Fear,
The Smiths,
EPMD,
Ossler, Ossler, Ossler, Ossler.
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.