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 Albania and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Half Japanese to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Eyeless In Gaza. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
The Dirtbombs,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
ABC,
UT,
Lungfish,
Aaron Thompson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Techniques,
Suburban Knight,
Lower 48,
Motorama,
Soft Cell,
One Last Wish,
Jerry Gold Smith,
John Lydon,
Joe Finger,
Jandek,
Sixth Finger,
Flash Fearless,
Lindisfarne,
Yazoo,
Depeche Mode,
Gang of Four,
Qualms,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Grey Daturas,
Talk Talk,
10cc,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Mary Jane Girls,
Radio Birdman,
Desert Stars,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
the Bar-Kays,
Kevin Saunderson,
Index,
Fat Boys,
In Retrospect,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Saccharine Trust,
Altered Images,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Mummies,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Litter,
Underground Resistance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Dual Sessions,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pulsallama,
The Electric Prunes,
Todd Terry,
Erykah Badu,
Swell Maps,
Little Man, Little Man, Little Man, Little Man.
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.