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 Nepal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin 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 Crooked Eye to the punk 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Intrusion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Aural Exciters,
Charles Mingus,
Bobby Sherman,
Black Sheep,
CMW,
Michelle Simonal,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
EPMD,
The New Christs,
Judy Mowatt,
Alton Ellis,
Donald Byrd,
Bizarre Inc.,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soulsonic Force,
Average White Band,
OOIOO,
The Barracudas,
The Dave Clark Five,
Man Parrish,
Marine Girls,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Flesh Eaters,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Juan Atkins,
The J.B.'s,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Carl Craig,
Chris & Cosey,
Sun City Girls,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Christie,
Electric Prunes,
Television,
Q and Not U,
Al Stewart,
Eric Copeland,
Main Source,
Eve St. Jones,
The Durutti Column,
Kerri Chandler,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Pretty Things,
Sparks,
The Wake,
The Dead C,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Nick Fraelich,
the Bar-Kays,
La Düsseldorf,
Dual Sessions,
Au Pairs,
Jerry's Kids,
Ossler,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D, Schoolly D.
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.