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 Comoros and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the güiro 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 Yaz to the grunge 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 Robert Görl. All the underground hits.
All The J.B.'s tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Evens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Sherman,
Ponytail,
Ken Boothe,
The Tremeloes,
Dual Sessions,
Eric Dolphy,
Organ,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Walker Brothers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sound Behaviour,
Bill Near,
Derrick May,
the Association,
Excepter,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Sonny Sharrock,
the Swans,
Quadrant,
Average White Band,
Black Pus,
Dennis Brown,
Wings,
The Doobie Brothers,
Black Bananas,
Vainqueur,
Tubeway Army,
Kool Moe Dee,
Mandrill,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jacob Miller,
Johnny Osbourne,
Alton Ellis,
Rufus Thomas,
Barbara Tucker,
Khruangbin,
Babytalk,
Country Teasers,
Judy Mowatt,
Smog,
LL Cool J,
Scan 7,
Camouflage,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Smoke,
PIL,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rekid,
Lou Christie,
Minny Pops,
Wally Richardson,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultimate Spinach,
Surgeon,
The Grass Roots,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Malaria!,
Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman, Radio Birdman.
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.