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 Barbados and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 Donald Fagen 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 Faust to the grime 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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Mission of Burma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Severed Heads,
Traffic Nightmare,
Minny Pops,
Derrick May,
Faust,
Archie Shepp,
Black Bananas,
Easy Going,
Dennis Brown,
Yazoo,
Kayak,
Robert Hood,
Cluster,
Porter Ricks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Black Dice,
Glambeats Corp.,
Organ,
The Happenings,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fad Gadget,
Bill Wells,
Roxy Music,
Section 25,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Mojo Men,
Alison Limerick,
Radiohead,
Soft Cell,
Stetsasonic,
Michelle Simonal,
Gang of Four,
Godley & Creme,
John Cale,
Underground Resistance,
The Kinks,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thompson Twins,
Goldenarms,
EPMD,
Spandau Ballet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The New Christs,
Tubeway Army,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Black Moon,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
K-Klass,
Smog,
Robert Wyatt,
Barclay James Harvest,
World's Most,
FM Einheit,
Lebanon Hanover,
Warren Ellis,
Soulsonic Force,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Beau Brummels,
Alice Coltrane,
Soul Sonic Force,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.