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 Chile and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Godley & Creme to the rock 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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Slick Rick tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
The Slits,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Iggy Pop,
The Tremeloes,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Mantronix,
Shoche,
Gang Green,
Boz Scaggs,
John Cale,
Scott Walker,
Gang Gang Dance,
Motorama,
Vainqueur,
Alice Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Shuggie Otis,
Bob Dylan,
Altered Images,
The Selecter,
Rapeman,
Crispian St. Peters,
Joensuu 1685,
The Remains,
Lower 48,
Niagra,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
a-ha,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hot Snakes,
Neil Young,
Maleditus Sound,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Divine Comedy,
The American Breed,
Juan Atkins,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wire,
Black Bananas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Groovy Waters,
Alison Limerick,
The Gories,
Swell Maps,
Monolake,
Lindisfarne,
Dual Sessions,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Stooges,
Deepchord,
The Knickerbockers,
Public Enemy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier, Terry Callier.
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.