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 Italy and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Glambeats Corp. to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Harmonia. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Christie,
Cameo,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Nico,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gun Club,
The Slits,
Soul Sonic Force,
Procol Harum,
Crooked Eye,
Banda Bassotti,
Pulsallama,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
T. Rex,
Leonard Cohen,
Funkadelic,
Fluxion,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Faraquet,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Womack,
Severed Heads,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alison Limerick,
Scan 7,
Roxy Music,
New Age Steppers,
Section 25,
Iggy Pop,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skarface,
Delta 5,
10cc,
X-102,
The Electric Prunes,
The Mummies,
Silicon Teens,
Jesper Dahlback,
Pagans,
Matthew Halsall,
Aswad,
Gang Gang Dance,
Smog,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Blancmange,
Pylon,
Tres Demented,
June Days,
Mr. Review,
Reagan Youth,
Hasil Adkins,
Wire,
John Cale,
Thee Headcoats,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Rapeman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dave Gahan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
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.