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 Niger and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 rhodes 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 Inner City to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All The Alarm Clocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crime 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Susan Cadogan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Main Source,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visage,
Dead Boys,
Niagra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Massinfluence,
The Neon Judgement,
Magma,
The Leaves,
Ludus,
Black Sheep,
Dorothy Ashby,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
Chris & Cosey,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Crime,
The Selecter,
Wasted Youth,
DJ Style,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
David McCallum,
Cal Tjader,
Bill Wells,
The Monochrome Set,
Agitation Free,
Patti Smith,
Liliput,
D'Angelo,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Rosa Yemen,
Absolute Body Control,
The Angels of Light,
Zapp,
Amon Düül II,
Nils Olav,
Harry Pussy,
Unwound,
cv313,
Lungfish,
Duran Duran,
Alice Coltrane,
Easy Going,
Ten City,
Barbara Tucker,
Thompson Twins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
MDC,
Newcleus,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Gories,
Charles Mingus,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Bar-Kays,
Don Cherry,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.