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 Samoa and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 DNA to the jazz 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 Stiv Bators. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonny Sharrock record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Steve Hackett,
Electric Prunes,
Byron Stingily,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Warren Ellis,
Chris & Cosey,
The Searchers,
Bad Manners,
The Smiths,
Nils Olav,
Fad Gadget,
Lower 48,
Harmonia,
The Pop Group,
Arcadia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Stetsasonic,
Public Enemy,
Simply Red,
Dawn Penn,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Graham Central Station,
Soul Sonic Force,
F. McDonald,
Eric B and Rakim,
cv313,
Fatback Band,
Nik Kershaw,
Black Pus,
The Birthday Party,
Nick Fraelich,
Michelle Simonal,
Skriet,
Danielle Patucci,
D'Angelo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Crispian St. Peters,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jeru the Damaja,
Tres Demented,
Henry Cow,
Wasted Youth,
Essential Logic,
The Trojans,
The Fire Engines,
The Human League,
The Star Department,
Mission of Burma,
Brick,
Blossom Toes,
Peter and Kerry,
Tears for Fears,
Ohio Players,
Nico,
OOIOO,
Organ,
Crooked Eye,
Hardrive,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bootsy Collins,
LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J, LL Cool J.
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.