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 Dominica and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Paris.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Boz Scaggs to the electroclash 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 Cluster. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every B.T. Express record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
June Days,
New Order,
Nils Olav,
Can,
Anakelly,
Faraquet,
Black Sheep,
Josef K,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Simply Red,
Intrusion,
Steve Hackett,
The Black Dice,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alphaville,
Alice Coltrane,
Byron Stingily,
Junior Murvin,
Bootsy Collins,
Dark Day,
Albert Ayler,
MDC,
The Doors,
The Real Kids,
Royal Trux,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Agitation Free,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DJ Style,
Television,
Crooked Eye,
Fat Boys,
Grauzone,
Lyres,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Silicon Teens,
Von Mondo,
Isaac Hayes,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Soft Machine,
The Litter,
Index,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Fania All-Stars,
AZ,
Wings,
Cal Tjader,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bronski Beat,
Gong,
Big Daddy Kane,
Pylon,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Selecter,
Rites of Spring,
Sun City Girls,
Derrick May,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam, Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam.
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.