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 Liechtenstein and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 linndrum 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 China Crisis to the punk 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Das Ding tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a E-Dancer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blackbyrds,
Thompson Twins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Janne Schatter,
F. McDonald,
Glenn Branca,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scientists,
Easy Going,
Gregory Isaacs,
Dorothy Ashby,
Tim Buckley,
Ludus,
The Knickerbockers,
Soul II Soul,
The Doors,
Sonic Youth,
R.M.O.,
48th St. Collective,
The Trojans,
Eric Copeland,
London Community Gospel Choir,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Sun City Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
Chris Corsano,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Anakelly,
Jeff Lynne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joe Finger,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zapp,
Ultra Naté,
Talk Talk,
Cluster,
The Birthday Party,
FM Einheit,
John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
Matthew Bourne,
Ituana,
Barry Ungar,
the Normal,
Con Funk Shun,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
The Happenings,
Sister Nancy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
June Days,
Ken Boothe,
Brand Nubian,
Swell Maps,
Wally Richardson,
Roy Ayers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Nils Olav,
Alison Limerick,
The Saints,
The Velvet Underground,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.