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 Sierra Leone and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Cosmic Jokers to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Duran Duran. All the underground hits.
All The Vogues tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q and Not U 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tubeway Army,
James White and The Blacks,
Anakelly,
Angry Samoans,
Section 25,
Amon Düül II,
Maleditus Sound,
Gichy Dan,
Depeche Mode,
Tomorrow,
Roy Ayers,
The Mummies,
Yellowson,
Country Teasers,
Todd Rundgren,
Leonard Cohen,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pussy Galore,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
David McCallum,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Cell,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Velvet Underground,
Unwound,
Grauzone,
Joe Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
CMW,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalo Schifrin,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Man Parrish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Panda Bear,
Urselle,
Interpol,
Erykah Badu,
Rapeman,
Suburban Knight,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra,
Peter & Gordon,
Jacob Miller,
Black Sheep,
Stereo Dub,
Bush Tetras,
Smog,
Black Flag,
The Tremeloes,
Eurythmics,
Pantytec,
Brick,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Electric Prunes,
Essential Logic,
Monks,
Danielle Patucci,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.