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 Saudi Arabia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Arcadia to the grunge 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joy Division record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Guru Guru record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Japan,
Hasil Adkins,
Throbbing Gristle,
MC5,
Henry Cow,
Minor Threat,
Davy DMX,
The Selecter,
the Sonics,
Soul II Soul,
the Fania All-Stars,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Steve Hackett,
UT,
Bill Near,
Babytalk,
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Copeland,
The Gun Club,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Black Moon,
D'Angelo,
Grandmaster Flash,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Leonard Cohen,
The Young Rascals,
Sex Pistols,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Youth Brigade,
Angry Samoans,
The Mojo Men,
Hashim,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
U.S. Maple,
Flash Fearless,
Boz Scaggs,
The Count Five,
Barrington Levy,
Malaria!,
The Slackers,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Invisible,
Todd Terry,
Depeche Mode,
Bush Tetras,
The Red Krayola,
John Coltrane,
Gang of Four,
Bluetip,
Gabor Szabo,
Marmalade,
The Litter,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Soft Cell,
Wasted Youth,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.