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 Kosovo and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Saccharine Trust to the grunge 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 Stetsasonic. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terry Callier record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lower 48,
Rites of Spring,
Babytalk,
Camouflage,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wings,
Sonic Youth,
Iggy Pop,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ohio Players,
Joey Negro,
Ice-T,
David Bowie,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dead Boys,
Moss Icon,
Pierre Henry,
The Index,
Matthew Bourne,
X-101,
The Stooges,
The Divine Comedy,
John Cale,
Y Pants,
Depeche Mode,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Cure,
Urselle,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Maurizio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Camberwell Now,
B.T. Express,
The New Christs,
Cybotron,
Fifty Foot Hose,
June of 44,
Albert Ayler,
The Associates,
Matthew Halsall,
Rakim,
Arcadia,
Junior Murvin,
Derrick Morgan,
The Golliwogs,
Scion,
Organ,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
Quantec,
Negative Approach,
Thee Headcoats,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Monks,
Sexual Harrassment,
Lee Hazlewood,
Kenny Larkin,
Al Stewart,
Kerri Chandler,
The Zeros,
Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes, Mo-Dettes.
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.