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 Luxembourg and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 sitar 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 China Crisis to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dennis Brown 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blancmange,
The Angels of Light,
David McCallum,
Jawbox,
Negative Approach,
Flash Fearless,
Cluster,
Blake Baxter,
LL Cool J,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erykah Badu,
Junior Murvin,
Joe Finger,
Roxette,
MC5,
Robert Wyatt,
Young Marble Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
The Electric Prunes,
Pylon,
Mr. Review,
Skarface,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Livin' Joy,
Howard Jones,
The Moody Blues,
It's A Beautiful Day,
D'Angelo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Agitation Free,
Nick Fraelich,
Newcleus,
Yusef Lateef,
Graham Central Station,
Schoolly D,
Mandrill,
Pantaleimon,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Hasil Adkins,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Television Personalities,
Goldenarms,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Crime,
The Real Kids,
Yazoo,
Sixth Finger,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Aaron Thompson,
Lalann,
Charles Mingus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
John Foxx,
The Dead C,
Ten City,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Associates,
Ultimate Spinach,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kayak,
Patti Smith,
Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers, Sam Rivers.
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.