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 Bahrain and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the guitar 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 Letta Mbulu to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All Crash Course in Science tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mission of Burma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
the Soft Cell,
The Star Department,
Eric Copeland,
Urselle,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun Ra,
The Gories,
the Human League,
Michelle Simonal,
Rakim,
Fatback Band,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Shoche,
Bobby Womack,
Young Marble Giants,
EPMD,
Kaleidoscope,
Lucky Dragons,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonic Youth,
10cc,
John Lydon,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Public Enemy,
Goldenarms,
Dave Gahan,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Surgeon,
The Motions,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Index,
Ohio Players,
Marine Girls,
E-Dancer,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Mantronix,
Japan,
The Golliwogs,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Thee Headcoats,
The New Christs,
Pagans,
Alton Ellis,
Neil Young,
Swell Maps,
Massinfluence,
Soft Machine,
Suicide,
D'Angelo,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ultravox,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Henry Cow,
Quantec,
World's Most,
Gregory Isaacs,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.