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 Sudan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Kevin Saunderson to the rock kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All Archie Shepp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Gladiators,
Arcadia,
R.M.O.,
Jacob Miller,
Steve Hackett,
B.T. Express,
Stereo Dub,
The Blues Magoos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Crooked Eye,
John Cale,
Lungfish,
Anthony Braxton,
Minor Threat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Janne Schatter,
The Busters,
Nick Fraelich,
The Cure,
This Heat,
Brand Nubian,
Delta 5,
Joe Smooth,
Eddi Front,
Marshall Jefferson,
Agitation Free,
Eli Mardock,
Trumans Water,
Lucky Dragons,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erykah Badu,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Banda Bassotti,
The Evens,
48th St. Collective,
Idris Muhammad,
ABC,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Pole,
Sight & Sound,
Rakim,
Robert Wyatt,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Seeds,
The Neon Judgement,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Alice Coltrane,
Inner City,
Davy DMX,
The Offenders,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Grass Roots,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ultra Naté,
Spoonie Gee,
Model 500,
Sugar Minott,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alphaville,
the Soft Cell,
Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu, Drive Like Jehu.
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.