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 Laos and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Organ to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Steve Hackett. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry Gold Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pulsallama record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Spandau Ballet,
Grandmaster Flash,
Eurythmics,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Blossom Toes,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Dual Sessions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Black Pus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Cure,
Howard Jones,
the Association,
Make Up,
Faust,
Avey Tare,
Joyce Sims,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Nick Fraelich,
Terry Callier,
Agitation Free,
Trumans Water,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Buzzcocks,
Archie Shepp,
Flipper,
Todd Terry,
Delta 5,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Goldenarms,
Sonny Sharrock,
Severed Heads,
Guru Guru,
The Happenings,
Negative Approach,
Brick,
K-Klass,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scion,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Sheep,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Yaz,
Toni Rubio,
Loose Ends,
H. Thieme,
Camouflage,
The Motions,
Bauhaus,
Graham Central Station,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lungfish,
Fat Boys,
Pharoah Sanders,
Prince Buster,
Minutemen,
Outsiders,
R.M.O.,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.