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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970.
I was there at the first Onyeabor show in Enugu.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Cameo to the rock 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 OOIOO. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Flesh Eaters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radiopuhelimet,
Gerry Rafferty,
Wolf Eyes,
Country Teasers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Slick Rick,
Ralphi Rosario,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Moon,
Scientists,
The Mojo Men,
Minny Pops,
Cluster,
Henry Cow,
Youth Brigade,
Soulsonic Force,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sällskapet,
David Bowie,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Boogie Down Productions,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Scrapy,
The Stooges,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Reuben Wilson,
Section 25,
Mission of Burma,
The Evens,
Quantec,
The Standells,
Excepter,
Crispy Ambulance,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Audionom,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Yazoo,
Eden Ahbez,
Andrew Hill,
Ultra Naté,
Dennis Brown,
the Human League,
X-Ray Spex,
Junior Murvin,
Terry Callier,
June Days,
Eddi Front,
T.S.O.L.,
The Neon Judgement,
Grey Daturas,
Parry Music,
Faraquet,
The J.B.'s,
Chrome,
Wasted Youth,
Massinfluence,
The Moleskins,
Siglo XX,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.