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 Estonia and from New York.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 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 Lower 48 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flash Fearless record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blackbyrds 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?
the Slits,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bizarre Inc.,
Junior Murvin,
Glenn Branca,
Swell Maps,
the Bar-Kays,
Khruangbin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
K-Klass,
John Coltrane,
Jacob Miller,
Minnie Riperton,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Swans,
Technova,
Roy Ayers,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Das Ding,
Livin' Joy,
Bluetip,
Nation of Ulysses,
Quantec,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Pere Ubu,
Ultra Naté,
New York Dolls,
Niagra,
Flipper,
The Saints,
Oneida,
the Association,
Motorama,
Boogie Down Productions,
Steve Hackett,
Crash Course in Science,
Flash Fearless,
H. Thieme,
Mars,
Sonny Sharrock,
Wire,
Sam Rivers,
Visage,
Bobby Sherman,
The Divine Comedy,
Schoolly D,
The Monochrome Set,
The Flesh Eaters,
Fugazi,
Lower 48,
The Fall,
Buzzcocks,
Max Romeo,
Rod Modell,
Gang Starr,
Lyres,
Quadrant,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dark Day,
DJ Style,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.