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 Ethiopia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 Dennis Brown to the punk 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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet 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?
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bad Manners,
Con Funk Shun,
Danielle Patucci,
Fear,
Yaz,
Robert Görl,
Bluetip,
Electric Prunes,
The Gap Band,
Index,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pharoah Sanders,
Negative Approach,
This Heat,
DJ Sneak,
Jeff Mills,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Siglo XX,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Slackers,
Piero Umiliani,
Quando Quango,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Public Enemy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Henry Cow,
The Gories,
Young Marble Giants,
Alton Ellis,
Malaria!,
Faust,
Dual Sessions,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
LL Cool J,
Au Pairs,
Carl Craig,
The Star Department,
Patti Smith,
The Leaves,
Magazine,
Ice-T,
Bobby Sherman,
Neil Young,
Donald Byrd,
The Count Five,
Monolake,
Marcia Griffiths,
Funky Four + One,
Brass Construction,
Warsaw,
Newcleus,
Aloha Tigers,
CMW,
Crash Course in Science,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.