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 Kitts & Nevis and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Lyon.
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 theremin 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 Flamin' Groovies to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gang Starr. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
Lou Christie,
Nation of Ulysses,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
F. McDonald,
Pylon,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Starr,
The Index,
Marvin Gaye,
The Busters,
Flash Fearless,
Goldenarms,
Scrapy,
Oneida,
Babytalk,
David Axelrod,
Dorothy Ashby,
Suicide,
Crispy Ambulance,
Crash Course in Science,
Tommy Roe,
The Blues Magoos,
The Grass Roots,
Zero Boys,
Judy Mowatt,
Brass Construction,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
UT,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Faust,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Simply Red,
Country Teasers,
Circle Jerks,
cv313,
The Residents,
Bizarre Inc.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Fat Boys,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments,
Liliput,
Newcleus,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Youth Brigade,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Count Five,
The Tremeloes,
The Gories,
Shuggie Otis,
Derrick Morgan,
Roxy Music,
ABBA,
CMW,
These Immortal Souls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.