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 Spain and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Accra.
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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Golliwogs to the rock 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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Guru Guru tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every OOIOO 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
MC5,
Metal Thangz,
Ronnie Foster,
Joy Division,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Supertramp,
Sound Behaviour,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bad Manners,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Shadows of Knight,
Moss Icon,
The Grass Roots,
The Fall,
Pussy Galore,
Rekid,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Roy Ayers,
Lyres,
James White and The Blacks,
The Index,
Sugar Minott,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lower 48,
Echospace,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Agent Orange,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Scientists,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joyce Sims,
Pantytec,
New York Dolls,
Tomorrow,
Underground Resistance,
The Beau Brummels,
Scion,
The Happenings,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Walker Brothers,
Hoover,
The Gladiators,
Chris Corsano,
Reagan Youth,
Cal Tjader,
Crash Course in Science,
The Fire Engines,
Gregory Isaacs,
Wally Richardson,
The Cowsills,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Last Poets,
Radio Birdman,
Camouflage,
Blossom Toes,
Talk Talk,
Country Joe & The Fish,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.