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 Finland and from Manila.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Minor Threat to the funk 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 Monolake. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
X-Ray Spex,
Aswad,
Graham Central Station,
Crash Course in Science,
Kool Moe Dee,
Derrick May,
Khruangbin,
Deadbeat,
kango's stein massive,
Pharoah Sanders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tommy Roe,
Zero Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Evens,
Iggy Pop,
Circle Jerks,
Moss Icon,
Outsiders,
Stetsasonic,
The Offenders,
Derrick Morgan,
The Remains,
Brass Construction,
Suicide,
Eurythmics,
Prince Buster,
Wasted Youth,
MDC,
The Knickerbockers,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Yaz,
JFA,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
K-Klass,
Can,
Roxy Music,
Little Man,
A Certain Ratio,
Robert Hood,
The Real Kids,
Silicon Teens,
B.T. Express,
Dawn Penn,
Jacob Miller,
The Young Rascals,
Model 500,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slave,
The Seeds,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Brothers Johnson,
Traffic Nightmare,
Bronski Beat,
Davy DMX,
Lightning Bolt,
Hardrive,
Joe Finger,
The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed, The American Breed.
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.