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 Equatorial Guinea and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in 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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Shadows of Knight to the jazz 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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Albert Ayler tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every A Flock of Seagulls 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Davy DMX,
Don Cherry,
Aloha Tigers,
The Dirtbombs,
Scrapy,
Procol Harum,
Spandau Ballet,
Cheater Slicks,
Infiniti,
The American Breed,
Kenny Larkin,
The Count Five,
Radiohead,
Rekid,
Robert Wyatt,
The Doors,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Moon,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gap Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Wake,
Dual Sessions,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Charles Mingus,
Ten City,
Joe Smooth,
The Trojans,
Qualms,
Brass Construction,
Black Sheep,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slackers,
Sun Ra,
Wasted Youth,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantytec,
cv313,
Roy Ayers,
The Human League,
Echospace,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
Mad Mike,
Cymande,
Pylon,
Guru Guru,
Television,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fall,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Drexciya,
The Gories,
Fluxion,
Robert Hood,
Crash Course in Science,
The Mummies,
Marc Almond,
Howard Jones,
Average White Band,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.