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 Marshall Islands and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Sixth Finger to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Robert Görl tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gladiators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Anakelly,
DJ Style,
The Human League,
Model 500,
Adolescents,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
These Immortal Souls,
Bootsy Collins,
MC5,
The Flesh Eaters,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Bourne,
Camberwell Now,
Neil Young,
kango's stein massive,
Lebanon Hanover,
Lightning Bolt,
Symarip,
The Monks,
DJ Sneak,
The Gap Band,
Flash Fearless,
CMW,
Rotary Connection,
ABC,
Neu!,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Warren Ellis,
David Bowie,
Zapp,
The Barracudas,
Hardrive,
Faraquet,
Au Pairs,
Rakim,
Agitation Free,
Boz Scaggs,
David Axelrod,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Joy Division,
Mandrill,
Kool Moe Dee,
Von Mondo,
Trumans Water,
The New Christs,
The Angels of Light,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rufus Thomas,
Piero Umiliani,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Massinfluence,
Robert Wyatt,
Terry Callier,
Talk Talk,
Reagan Youth,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.