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 Australia and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Seoul.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Jeff Lynne to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roy Ayers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Shadows of Knight,
Rakim,
June of 44,
Godley & Creme,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fear,
Fugazi,
Nils Olav,
Nas,
The Doors,
Smog,
The Electric Prunes,
Zero Boys,
The Techniques,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pere Ubu,
Funky Four + One,
The Blues Magoos,
Masters at Work,
Jesper Dahlback,
Monks,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sugar Minott,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
Roger Hodgson,
Liliput,
Sun Ra,
Bobby Byrd,
Pet Shop Boys,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Todd Rundgren,
Toni Rubio,
Easy Going,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Skaos,
Mandrill,
Soft Cell,
Dark Day,
Depeche Mode,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Slits,
Scrapy,
New Age Steppers,
Boogie Down Productions,
Marvin Gaye,
Flipper,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Angels of Light,
Pole,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott Heron,
The J.B.'s,
Crispy Ambulance,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.