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 Denmark and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Jerry's Kids to the funk 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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Qualms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boz Scaggs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
The Shadows of Knight,
Babytalk,
The Toasters,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Metal Thangz,
Bronski Beat,
Peter & Gordon,
Bluetip,
Grauzone,
Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Soulsonic Force,
Soft Machine,
The Remains,
Oneida,
Scion,
The Mummies,
Rod Modell,
AZ,
The Human League,
Young Marble Giants,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
FM Einheit,
Reagan Youth,
Warren Ellis,
Sight & Sound,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Toni Rubio,
Heaven 17,
The Golliwogs,
T. Rex,
Cymande,
The Monks,
John Foxx,
Oblivians,
Tres Demented,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pharoah Sanders,
R.M.O.,
The Music Machine,
Alice Coltrane,
The Gap Band,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Aaron Thompson,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Joy Division,
Faraquet,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Quadrant,
Boredoms,
Quando Quango,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
K-Klass,
Gong,
Black Flag,
Rekid,
Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes, Electric Prunes.
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.