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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Dennis Brown to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 D'Angelo. All the underground hits.
All The Barracudas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eyeless In Gaza record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skriet,
Erykah Badu,
Roy Ayers,
Kenny Larkin,
Oneida,
8 Eyed Spy,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Isaac Hayes,
Black Moon,
Whodini,
The Music Machine,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Blues Magoos,
Cymande,
Public Image Ltd.,
Babytalk,
Gerry Rafferty,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
New Order,
The Cure,
Delta 5,
Joy Division,
Niagra,
Adolescents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jeff Lynne,
Iggy Pop,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Yaz,
Graham Central Station,
Quando Quango,
The Misunderstood,
Flipper,
Lower 48,
Chris Corsano,
Josef K,
Maleditus Sound,
Hoover,
Fad Gadget,
Ronnie Foster,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Supertramp,
Skaos,
Scan 7,
Index,
Fluxion,
The Velvet Underground,
Grey Daturas,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Al Stewart,
Sparks,
Joey Negro,
Funky Four + One,
Mandrill,
Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash,
Swans,
ABBA,
The Angels of Light,
Oblivians,
The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club, The Gun Club.
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.