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 Israel and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cymande 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Charles Mingus,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Toni Rubio,
Jawbox,
Echospace,
Soft Machine,
Ohio Players,
Surgeon,
Lightning Bolt,
E-Dancer,
L. Decosne,
The Happenings,
Talk Talk,
Cluster,
The Cure,
Sight & Sound,
Ultravox,
The Searchers,
Alphaville,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Bronski Beat,
Joensuu 1685,
The Velvet Underground,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sonic Youth,
Anthony Braxton,
Scan 7,
OOIOO,
Jacques Brel,
Y Pants,
KRS-One,
Sam Rivers,
Tubeway Army,
Intrusion,
Michelle Simonal,
Camberwell Now,
Brick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
The New Christs,
Jeff Lynne,
Ludus,
Black Moon,
Smog,
Terrestrial Tones,
Warsaw,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Man Parrish,
Scion,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lalann,
T.S.O.L.,
The Mummies,
DNA,
Bobby Womack,
Roy Ayers,
Skaos,
Derrick May,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Gang Gang Dance,
Arcadia,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.