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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Cecil Taylor to the electroclash 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 Funky Four + One. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiohead,
Average White Band,
Davy DMX,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Motions,
Blake Baxter,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Arthur Verocai,
Lalann,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Matthew Bourne,
Piero Umiliani,
Marmalade,
Zapp,
Black Pus,
Reuben Wilson,
The Moleskins,
Half Japanese,
Jeff Lynne,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Tres Demented,
Saccharine Trust,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Howard Jones,
The Skatalites,
the Human League,
Gang Starr,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Alphaville,
Kenny Larkin,
Man Parrish,
The Saints,
Ohio Players,
Leonard Cohen,
Quadrant,
The Fire Engines,
The Gun Club,
Cecil Taylor,
T. Rex,
Radio Birdman,
Rapeman,
Roxy Music,
John Coltrane,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Fear,
The Buckinghams,
Procol Harum,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
John Holt,
kango's stein massive,
Jeru the Damaja,
Infiniti,
JFA,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Durutti Column,
Dawn Penn,
Faust,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.