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 Swaziland and from Columbus.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Max Romeo to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Angels of Light & Akron/Family tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Selecter record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Little Man,
Thompson Twins,
Saccharine Trust,
Cameo,
Lucky Dragons,
Lyres,
The Moleskins,
Public Image Ltd.,
Man Eating Sloth,
Skriet,
Tomorrow,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Funky Four + One,
Bill Wells,
Black Moon,
Kevin Saunderson,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ornette Coleman,
L. Decosne,
Kerrie Biddell,
Drexciya,
Kerri Chandler,
New Age Steppers,
JFA,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Echospace,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Michelle Simonal,
Lou Reed,
Masters at Work,
Cal Tjader,
Make Up,
The Martian,
Kayak,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Guru Guru,
Soulsonic Force,
Scratch Acid,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ohio Players,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
The Misunderstood,
Darondo,
The Pop Group,
Pantaleimon,
Pulsallama,
The Velvet Underground,
Pierre Henry,
Isaac Hayes,
The Moody Blues,
Oneida,
Aswad,
Hashim,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Max Romeo,
Eric Copeland,
Sparks,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tres Demented,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.