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 Bahamas and from Madrid.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Radiohead to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba 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 Germs,
Johnny Osbourne,
Nation of Ulysses,
Yazoo,
Hot Snakes,
Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rod Modell,
Kayak,
MC5,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Barrington Levy,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nils Olav,
Tim Buckley,
Eric Dolphy,
Don Cherry,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fortunes,
Q and Not U,
Matthew Bourne,
Organ,
Iggy Pop,
Half Japanese,
Qualms,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Gories,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Human League,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kenny Larkin,
Archie Shepp,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Roy Ayers,
K-Klass,
Technova,
Bauhaus,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Misunderstood,
Radiohead,
Moby Grape,
The Walker Brothers,
Ronnie Foster,
Brass Construction,
The Neon Judgement,
X-102,
The Detroit Cobras,
Connie Case,
Neil Young,
Young Marble Giants,
Funky Four + One,
Erasure,
Yusef Lateef,
The Birthday Party,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Isaac Hayes,
The Beau Brummels,
Johnny Clarke,
Joey Negro,
The Dave Clark Five,
Jimmy McGriff,
Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios, Los Fastidios.
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.