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 Iceland and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 clarinet 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 the Swans to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Bootsy's Rubber Band. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Suicide,
Crime,
Section 25,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ohio Players,
Ludus,
Yusef Lateef,
Ponytail,
Dennis Brown,
Susan Cadogan,
Yazoo,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Standells,
MDC,
A Certain Ratio,
Yellowson,
Jacques Brel,
The Black Dice,
Curtis Mayfield,
Heaven 17,
Scion,
Intrusion,
China Crisis,
Eve St. Jones,
Lucky Dragons,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yaz,
Aloha Tigers,
The Fall,
Masters at Work,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Skriet,
Colin Newman,
X-Ray Spex,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hashim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Nik Kershaw,
The Buckinghams,
Tres Demented,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pharoah Sanders,
Iggy Pop,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Easy Going,
Lungfish,
The Cowsills,
The Walker Brothers,
Moby Grape,
The Dead C,
Connie Case,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nirvana,
EPMD,
The Toasters,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.