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 Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Blancmange to the rock 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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Thompson Twins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerri Chandler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Fat Boys,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Yusef Lateef,
The Toasters,
U.S. Maple,
Das Ding,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Livin' Joy,
Terry Callier,
Robert Hood,
June of 44,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Brand Nubian,
Jesper Dahlback,
Soulsonic Force,
Moebius,
Kenny Larkin,
Neil Young,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Drive Like Jehu,
Vladislav Delay,
Kurtis Blow,
The Pop Group,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
FM Einheit,
Byron Stingily,
K-Klass,
Cal Tjader,
The Index,
Ludus,
Mandrill,
Kaleidoscope,
Talk Talk,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ronan,
Tomorrow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Darondo,
Donald Byrd,
Matthew Halsall,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Barracudas,
kango's stein massive,
Deakin,
David Bowie,
Oneida,
Arcadia,
Gang of Four,
Dennis Brown,
Mission of Burma,
Fear,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
La Düsseldorf,
Icehouse,
E-Dancer,
Underground Resistance,
The Tremeloes,
Agitation Free,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Birthday Party,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.