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 South Sudan and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Royal Family And The Poor 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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All Sister Nancy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Inner City 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
Godley & Creme,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Symarip,
Scan 7,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
JFA,
Massinfluence,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Gladiators,
Zapp,
Delon & Dalcan,
AZ,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Whodini,
F. McDonald,
Black Moon,
Fatback Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Remains,
Section 25,
Boogie Down Productions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Ronan,
These Immortal Souls,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Public Enemy,
The Count Five,
The J.B.'s,
Junior Murvin,
Gong,
Metal Thangz,
Banda Bassotti,
The Fire Engines,
B.T. Express,
Tres Demented,
Black Flag,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Ultravox,
cv313,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kurtis Blow,
X-101,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Martian,
Deakin,
Maurizio,
Johnny Clarke,
Guru Guru,
Harmonia,
Loose Ends,
The Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
The Saints,
Flipper,
June of 44,
Boredoms,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.