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 Indonesia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
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 Gang of Four to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Beasts of Bourbon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ponytail,
The Music Machine,
Soft Machine,
Skarface,
Amon Düül II,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Main Source,
Gabor Szabo,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Todd Rundgren,
Animal Collective,
Average White Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Kurtis Blow,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Basic Channel,
The Wake,
Funky Four + One,
Cameo,
FM Einheit,
The Standells,
Carl Craig,
Sixth Finger,
Symarip,
48th St. Collective,
Public Enemy,
Stereo Dub,
Spandau Ballet,
Isaac Hayes,
Steve Hackett,
Arab on Radar,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Techniques,
The Stooges,
Soft Cell,
Pole,
The Seeds,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Saints,
The Red Krayola,
The Skatalites,
Kaleidoscope,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Tim Buckley,
Robert Görl,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Index,
Yellowson,
Scott Walker,
Oneida,
The Pretty Things,
Barrington Levy,
X-Ray Spex,
Section 25,
The Trojans,
The Litter,
Amon Düül,
CMW,
The J.B.'s,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.