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 Monaco and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Amon Düül II to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Sonny Sharrock. All the underground hits.
All John Cale tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hot Snakes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a ABBA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Groovy Waters,
These Immortal Souls,
The Doors,
Lakeside,
Bootsy Collins,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
Babytalk,
Mo-Dettes,
Neil Young,
Terry Callier,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Pierre Henry,
Circle Jerks,
Sam Rivers,
Depeche Mode,
Isaac Hayes,
June Days,
Jeff Mills,
The Tremeloes,
Man Eating Sloth,
Saccharine Trust,
Aaron Thompson,
Soul II Soul,
The Gories,
The Sonics,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Simply Red,
Carl Craig,
Ice-T,
Sandy B,
Blossom Toes,
Funkadelic,
The Real Kids,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Skatalites,
John Coltrane,
kango's stein massive,
La Düsseldorf,
Piero Umiliani,
Aloha Tigers,
Minny Pops,
Niagra,
The Pretty Things,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Modern Lovers,
Los Fastidios,
DNA,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Guru Guru,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Knickerbockers,
Camberwell Now,
Masters at Work,
D'Angelo,
The Human League,
Drexciya,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.