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 United States and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 clarinet 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 The Remains to the dance 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 Country Teasers. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Ultra Naté,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sixth Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Beau Brummels,
Agitation Free,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Enemy,
Cluster,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Country Teasers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
Nico,
Gang of Four,
Cymande,
Kenny Larkin,
Byron Stingily,
Subhumans,
The Raincoats,
Smog,
the Bar-Kays,
Lucky Dragons,
Tommy Roe,
Amon Düül II,
Tim Buckley,
the Slits,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soul Sonic Force,
In Retrospect,
Boz Scaggs,
The Dead C,
Marc Almond,
Trumans Water,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Hood,
The Electric Prunes,
The Modern Lovers,
Tres Demented,
10cc,
Judy Mowatt,
Soft Cell,
Nick Fraelich,
Agent Orange,
Rufus Thomas,
Mr. Review,
Drexciya,
John Foxx,
Ten City,
Royal Trux,
Depeche Mode,
Magma,
Yazoo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yusef Lateef,
Mark Hollis,
Mars,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.