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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Thinking Fellers Union Local 282 to the crunk 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 Misunderstood. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quadrant 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Flipper,
Radiohead,
Kurtis Blow,
Agent Orange,
Buzzcocks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Roxy Music,
Jacques Brel,
MDC,
Japan,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rhythm & Sound,
Vainqueur,
The Happenings,
La Düsseldorf,
B.T. Express,
Radio Birdman,
Boogie Down Productions,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Gun Club,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
June Days,
Make Up,
Glenn Branca,
Spandau Ballet,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
L. Decosne,
Pussy Galore,
Shuggie Otis,
Roy Ayers,
Jerry's Kids,
Rekid,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Alton Ellis,
Matthew Halsall,
This Heat,
Grey Daturas,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Busters,
Sällskapet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Colin Newman,
Kaleidoscope,
Black Pus,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alice Coltrane,
The Sonics,
The Black Dice,
Cluster,
Jacob Miller,
The Grass Roots,
Soft Machine,
Livin' Joy,
Stiv Bators,
CMW,
Vladislav Delay,
Massinfluence,
Boz Scaggs,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.