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 Cape Verde and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Electric Prunes to the grunge 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 Eric Copeland. All the underground hits.
All Young Marble Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Tremeloes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 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 The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Susan Cadogan,
Amon Düül II,
Icehouse,
The Monochrome Set,
Colin Newman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Sheep,
Stereo Dub,
Erasure,
Thompson Twins,
Fad Gadget,
The Durutti Column,
Angry Samoans,
The Gap Band,
Shuggie Otis,
Matthew Halsall,
Delon & Dalcan,
the Association,
Girls At Our Best!,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantytec,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Dave Gahan,
Crooked Eye,
Los Fastidios,
John Cale,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Cluster,
Lower 48,
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
Sun City Girls,
Brass Construction,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Radiopuhelimet,
Yazoo,
The Shadows of Knight,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slits,
Amon Düül,
Lebanon Hanover,
Saccharine Trust,
Hardrive,
Tres Demented,
The Golliwogs,
Stetsasonic,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Country Teasers,
The Leaves,
Desert Stars,
The Saints,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lightning Bolt,
John Holt,
The Standells,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.