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 Croatia and from Manchester.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the guitar 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 This Heat to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All The Monochrome Set tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Skatalites record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
The Real Kids,
MC5,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Dave Clark Five,
Radiohead,
The Happenings,
Brothers Johnson,
the Human League,
June of 44,
Albert Ayler,
Essential Logic,
Wings,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Lungfish,
Spoonie Gee,
Hardrive,
Glenn Branca,
Q65,
Marvin Gaye,
The Star Department,
Matthew Halsall,
Jacob Miller,
These Immortal Souls,
Fluxion,
The Beau Brummels,
The Red Krayola,
Audionom,
Leonard Cohen,
The Gap Band,
Stereo Dub,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hashim,
the Soft Cell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
E-Dancer,
The Smiths,
The Monks,
Nik Kershaw,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad,
Qualms,
Chris & Cosey,
Boz Scaggs,
Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Graham Central Station,
The Birthday Party,
KRS-One,
the Bar-Kays,
Surgeon,
The Dirtbombs,
Soul II Soul,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kayak,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry, Don Cherry.
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.