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 Lebanon and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Matthew Bourne to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Blues Magoos. All the underground hits.
All Prince Buster tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Cell,
The Moleskins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Sound,
the Normal,
The Electric Prunes,
The Cramps,
L. Decosne,
Gabor Szabo,
the Fania All-Stars,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cymande,
Ornette Coleman,
Lakeside,
Piero Umiliani,
Bauhaus,
The Fugs,
Trumans Water,
The Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Holt,
Jandek,
Thompson Twins,
Bronski Beat,
Television Personalities,
kango's stein massive,
Max Romeo,
Shoche,
Negative Approach,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
10cc,
Scrapy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Malaria!,
Drexciya,
Joey Negro,
David McCallum,
Pantaleimon,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Isaac Hayes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Fugazi,
Visage,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
The Tremeloes,
This Heat,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Anakelly,
The Beau Brummels,
Cheater Slicks,
Supertramp,
Stiv Bators,
Eden Ahbez,
Dark Day,
OOIOO,
Matthew Bourne,
The Blackbyrds,
Quadrant,
Average White Band,
DJ Sneak,
Delon & Dalcan,
Interpol,
Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis, Shuggie Otis.
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.