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 Lucia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Pussy Galore tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Pop Group record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Franke,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Drive Like Jehu,
Magma,
the Fania All-Stars,
Negative Approach,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Ronnie Foster,
Moebius,
Lindisfarne,
Royal Trux,
Crispian St. Peters,
Anakelly,
Junior Murvin,
Sandy B,
Camouflage,
Brick,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Sun Ra,
Tomorrow,
a-ha,
Index,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Nico,
Black Sheep,
Ultimate Spinach,
cv313,
T.S.O.L.,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
JFA,
The Knickerbockers,
Rapeman,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cal Tjader,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Rod Modell,
Curtis Mayfield,
Roxy Music,
Mantronix,
MDC,
Soul II Soul,
Bill Near,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Cheater Slicks,
Ice-T,
Isaac Hayes,
Bobby Hutcherson,
the Swans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Main Source,
Gong,
EPMD,
John Foxx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen, Rosa Yemen.
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.