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 Nepal and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Public Image Ltd. to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Shadows of Knight. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Goldenarms,
Roy Ayers,
Sun Ra,
Kenny Larkin,
Absolute Body Control,
Iggy Pop,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ice-T,
Dual Sessions,
Delta 5,
Hashim,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Monks,
Johnny Clarke,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Hill,
The Moody Blues,
Grey Daturas,
Tomorrow,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
A Certain Ratio,
The Toasters,
The Five Americans,
The Doors,
The Motions,
Second Layer,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Slackers,
Connie Case,
Moss Icon,
The Evens,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
Erasure,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Smiths,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
the Germs,
Arab on Radar,
CMW,
John Holt,
X-102,
Nation of Ulysses,
Curtis Mayfield,
Metal Thangz,
Harmonia,
David Bowie,
Delon & Dalcan,
Flipper,
John Coltrane,
Soft Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Grandmaster Flash,
Newcleus,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Stiv Bators,
Gil Scott Heron,
Monolake,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Alison Limerick,
The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks, The Kinks.
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.