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 Nicaragua and from Seoul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the oboe 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 Swans to the rap 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 Country Joe & The Fish. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camouflage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Star Department,
Rotary Connection,
Al Stewart,
Swell Maps,
Bobby Womack,
Groovy Waters,
Panda Bear,
Ornette Coleman,
Wings,
Joe Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gladiators,
The Zeros,
Liliput,
Roy Ayers,
Eddi Front,
Essential Logic,
Neu!,
Johnny Osbourne,
Massinfluence,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Danielle Patucci,
E-Dancer,
The Skatalites,
Mission of Burma,
Rekid,
Barry Ungar,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Colin Newman,
Agitation Free,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nik Kershaw,
Mars,
Thee Headcoats,
Toni Rubio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Harry Pussy,
Sparks,
Pylon,
The Gories,
T. Rex,
This Heat,
Tres Demented,
The Misunderstood,
Maleditus Sound,
Urselle,
the Human League,
Deadbeat,
Unwound,
Archie Shepp,
Isaac Hayes,
Shuggie Otis,
Roxette,
Rakim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Kerri Chandler,
Japan,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Can,
Neil Young,
Sun City Girls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.