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 Kiribati and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Bauhaus. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Metal Thangz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Bizarre Inc.,
Banda Bassotti,
Interpol,
Sonic Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
The Human League,
Skaos,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ronnie Foster,
The Mojo Men,
Alton Ellis,
The Techniques,
Camberwell Now,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thee Headcoats,
The Count Five,
AZ,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
EPMD,
Agent Orange,
Loose Ends,
Chris Corsano,
Prince Buster,
Michelle Simonal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Second Layer,
China Crisis,
Youth Brigade,
the Normal,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Yusef Lateef,
Jeff Lynne,
Lalo Schifrin,
Vainqueur,
The Smiths,
Parry Music,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kenny Larkin,
Livin' Joy,
Wasted Youth,
Lower 48,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Robert Görl,
Derrick May,
Monolake,
the Association,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Mandrill,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rod Modell,
Popol Vuh,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Colin Newman,
Aloha Tigers,
Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana.
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.