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 Seoul.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sällskapet to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Saccharine Trust. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Young Marble Giants,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kerri Chandler,
Roy Ayers,
One Last Wish,
The Cure,
Royal Trux,
The Vogues,
The Fire Engines,
Moebius,
Rakim,
Gerry Rafferty,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Audionom,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The J.B.'s,
Ten City,
Liliput,
OOIOO,
Soft Machine,
Eddi Front,
Cymande,
Hot Snakes,
Jacques Brel,
Donny Hathaway,
In Retrospect,
Grey Daturas,
Lyres,
Drexciya,
MC5,
The Slits,
E-Dancer,
Faraquet,
James White and The Blacks,
Country Teasers,
Tim Buckley,
the Germs,
John Foxx,
Black Pus,
Aloha Tigers,
X-102,
Cybotron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terry Callier,
The Angels of Light,
Michelle Simonal,
Godley & Creme,
Lee Hazlewood,
Prince Buster,
The Beau Brummels,
Ornette Coleman,
CMW,
Fatback Band,
Chris Corsano,
Judy Mowatt,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Robert Wyatt,
The Litter,
Tubeway Army,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.