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 Uganda and from Mexico City.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Lalo Schifrin to the funk 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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Names 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Sonic Youth,
Yusef Lateef,
The Fall,
Pylon,
Das Ding,
The Victims,
Sparks,
Electric Prunes,
The Move,
the Germs,
Monolake,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
Circle Jerks,
Boredoms,
Amon Düül II,
Matthew Bourne,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Skatalites,
The Gap Band,
The Fortunes,
The Fugs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Robert Hood,
The Blackbyrds,
Kaleidoscope,
Con Funk Shun,
Barbara Tucker,
Accadde A,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Mission of Burma,
Steve Hackett,
Liliput,
Severed Heads,
Neil Young,
cv313,
the Human League,
K-Klass,
John Foxx,
Swell Maps,
ABC,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The United States of America,
Warren Ellis,
Quadrant,
the Slits,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
The Count Five,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lakeside,
New Age Steppers,
Joe Finger,
Mr. Review,
Colin Newman,
Rotary Connection,
The Black Dice,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.