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 Belgium 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Bill Near to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Axelrod 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eddi Front,
Hasil Adkins,
Second Layer,
Gong,
Sight & Sound,
Fela Kuti,
Bob Dylan,
Jacques Brel,
Albert Ayler,
Dennis Brown,
China Crisis,
Altered Images,
B.T. Express,
Barry Ungar,
The Standells,
Stockholm Monsters,
Vainqueur,
Danielle Patucci,
Lightning Bolt,
The Neon Judgement,
Carl Craig,
Kerri Chandler,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Todd Terry,
The Gladiators,
Max Romeo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
LL Cool J,
Gichy Dan,
UT,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fire Engines,
Mars,
Funkadelic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Sisters of Mercy,
kango's stein massive,
Little Man,
Crispian St. Peters,
Television Personalities,
Pagans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Wolf Eyes,
The Divine Comedy,
The Durutti Column,
The Young Rascals,
Quadrant,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Basic Channel,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Eurythmics,
Anthony Braxton,
Boz Scaggs,
Scion,
Letta Mbulu,
Johnny Clarke,
David Bowie,
Stiv Bators,
The Names,
Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T, Ice-T.
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.