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 Argentina and from Jakarta.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Simply Red to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Dennis Brown,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Robert Görl,
Royal Trux,
Anakelly,
Neil Young,
A Certain Ratio,
Procol Harum,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Crash Course in Science,
Gang of Four,
Mr. Review,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mad Mike,
Crooked Eye,
Peter & Gordon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Desert Stars,
Radiohead,
The Beau Brummels,
AZ,
Lalann,
The Young Rascals,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bronski Beat,
Al Stewart,
Symarip,
Gil Scott Heron,
June Days,
Todd Terry,
Brick,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Bluetip,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bootsy Collins,
Mary Jane Girls,
Wally Richardson,
The Cramps,
James White and The Blacks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Fluxion,
Quantec,
Underground Resistance,
Dorothy Ashby,
Slave,
the Sonics,
Ice-T,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
CMW,
Supertramp,
Blancmange,
Robert Hood,
The Doobie Brothers,
Avey Tare,
T. Rex,
ABBA,
Funky Four + One,
Barclay James Harvest,
Skarface, Skarface, Skarface, Skarface.
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.