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 China and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 organ 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 The Golliwogs 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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ten City record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Delta 5,
Idris Muhammad,
Accadde A,
the Swans,
Alphaville,
Hardrive,
Boredoms,
OOIOO,
Zapp,
The Tremeloes,
LL Cool J,
Technova,
Flash Fearless,
Kurtis Blow,
Easy Going,
T. Rex,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tubeway Army,
Ultravox,
Todd Terry,
Barbara Tucker,
Pussy Galore,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Marc Almond,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang Green,
Derrick Morgan,
Whodini,
Hot Snakes,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Josef K,
The Searchers,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Litter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
Fad Gadget,
Tears for Fears,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
A Certain Ratio,
10cc,
Roger Hodgson,
Animal Collective,
Thee Headcoats,
D'Angelo,
Procol Harum,
Mark Hollis,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Andrew Hill,
Lightning Bolt,
Terry Callier,
The Moleskins,
The Busters,
Monks,
Brass Construction,
The Smoke,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Simply Red,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Blackbyrds,
Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma, Mission of Burma.
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.