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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord 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 Fad Gadget to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Loose Ends. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy Collins,
The Cowsills,
Massinfluence,
Eurythmics,
the Normal,
Loose Ends,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerri Chandler,
Sexual Harrassment,
Hashim,
Vladislav Delay,
Jacob Miller,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Piero Umiliani,
Accadde A,
Mission of Burma,
Tommy Roe,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Last Poets,
Alison Limerick,
Mark Hollis,
The Count Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Cameo,
Kayak,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Warren Ellis,
Bad Manners,
The Music Machine,
The Detroit Cobras,
Khruangbin,
Maleditus Sound,
Hasil Adkins,
Bronski Beat,
Al Stewart,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Black Bananas,
Nick Fraelich,
Gerry Rafferty,
Yellowson,
Zapp,
Roxette,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bauhaus,
Qualms,
Y Pants,
Colin Newman,
The Moleskins,
Matthew Bourne,
Joey Negro,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ken Boothe,
Erykah Badu,
The Skatalites,
Amon Düül,
Public Enemy,
Malaria!,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.