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 Belarus and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the theremin 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 Gabor Szabo to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All The Fire Engines tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rakim,
Tomorrow,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sugar Minott,
The Remains,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ludus,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Marvin Gaye,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Liliput,
Model 500,
Depeche Mode,
The Golliwogs,
Fela Kuti,
Masters at Work,
Soul II Soul,
The Monochrome Set,
AZ,
Yusef Lateef,
Fugazi,
Gastr Del Sol,
Pagans,
Pole,
Urselle,
Maleditus Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dawn Penn,
The Mojo Men,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Main Source,
Icehouse,
Derrick Morgan,
Cybotron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Agitation Free,
New Order,
Qualms,
Bronski Beat,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monks,
Wings,
Grauzone,
The Shadows of Knight,
Little Man,
The Birthday Party,
Terry Callier,
Crash Course in Science,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ten City,
Easy Going,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nation of Ulysses,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Litter,
Glenn Branca,
The Associates,
Byron Stingily,
Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani, Piero Umiliani.
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.