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 Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam to the dance 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 Rotary Connection. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-101 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Marc Almond,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Babytalk,
John Cale,
The Human League,
Icehouse,
Stereo Dub,
Agitation Free,
the Human League,
Eric Copeland,
Cecil Taylor,
Rufus Thomas,
Eric Dolphy,
the Association,
Ultra Naté,
Crash Course in Science,
Tim Buckley,
Siglo XX,
E-Dancer,
K-Klass,
Das Ding,
Accadde A,
Moby Grape,
Bobby Womack,
DJ Sneak,
Anakelly,
Warsaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Electric Prunes,
Pere Ubu,
Duran Duran,
Thompson Twins,
Arcadia,
Lightning Bolt,
Nirvana,
The Victims,
The Mojo Men,
La Düsseldorf,
The Walker Brothers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Ronnie Foster,
Dennis Brown,
Funky Four + One,
Circle Jerks,
Swans,
Tommy Roe,
Derrick Morgan,
Saccharine Trust,
Kevin Saunderson,
Johnny Clarke,
Mars,
Camouflage,
Minutemen,
Symarip,
Oneida,
Donald Byrd,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Adolescents,
Archie Shepp,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.