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 Dominica and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Simply Red to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 mellotron and a clarinet 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 sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Porter Ricks,
The Moleskins,
Section 25,
Rufus Thomas,
Second Layer,
Cal Tjader,
Mr. Review,
X-Ray Spex,
Suburban Knight,
Black Flag,
Basic Channel,
Marmalade,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Wings,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kas Product,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalann,
Johnny Clarke,
Spandau Ballet,
Rites of Spring,
Essential Logic,
Fear,
Radiohead,
Letta Mbulu,
Animal Collective,
Nico,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Laurel Aitken,
Bill Wells,
Max Romeo,
Tres Demented,
Donny Hathaway,
8 Eyed Spy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Loose Ends,
Howard Jones,
Joe Smooth,
Eric Dolphy,
Wally Richardson,
The Fire Engines,
Magma,
Rosa Yemen,
Connie Case,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Country Joe & The Fish,
DNA,
Urselle,
Shuggie Otis,
London Community Gospel Choir,
June Days,
Surgeon,
Piero Umiliani,
Gong,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool Moe Dee,
Colin Newman,
Pole,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Warsaw,
Mantronix,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.