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 Tonga and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Sun City Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultramagnetic MC's record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kerri Chandler,
Jeru the Damaja,
Yellowson,
Kerrie Biddell,
Crispian St. Peters,
Al Stewart,
Soul II Soul,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Blossom Toes,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mojo Men,
Warsaw,
Boredoms,
Terry Callier,
Joe Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
Jerry's Kids,
Groovy Waters,
Fat Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Monks,
The Neon Judgement,
Tres Demented,
The Selecter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
David McCallum,
Hasil Adkins,
The Blackbyrds,
Soulsonic Force,
Nico,
The Techniques,
The Doors,
Second Layer,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Judy Mowatt,
Shoche,
John Cale,
Tommy Roe,
Lou Reed,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June of 44,
Jacques Brel,
Heaven 17,
The Sonics,
China Crisis,
The Gap Band,
The Smoke,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sam Rivers,
Adolescents,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Nick Fraelich,
Althea and Donna,
The Slits,
kango's stein massive,
Icehouse,
MC5,
Brothers Johnson,
DJ Sneak,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
Johnny Clarke,
Japan, Japan, Japan, Japan.
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.