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 Cape Verde and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Zeros to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All the Soft Cell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Peanut Butter Conspiracy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Letta Mbulu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Chrome,
Wally Richardson,
Infiniti,
Lee Hazlewood,
Rakim,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Pretty Things,
Suicide,
Skaos,
Connie Case,
Gichy Dan,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
John Lydon,
Zero Boys,
Mo-Dettes,
Swans,
Fear,
The Wake,
Second Layer,
Donny Hathaway,
Sixth Finger,
Pere Ubu,
Grandmaster Flash,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Boredoms,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fela Kuti,
The Gap Band,
Popol Vuh,
The Dead C,
Grey Daturas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David McCallum,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Camberwell Now,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Echospace,
Rotary Connection,
UT,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Charles Mingus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
Ituana,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Victims,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Yaz,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Lindisfarne,
Saccharine Trust,
Cheater Slicks,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool Moe Dee,
The United States of America,
The Gun Club,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dual Sessions,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.