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 Italy and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 arpeggiator 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 Kaleidoscope to the grunge 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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Junior Murvin,
Lebanon Hanover,
Sparks,
Dave Gahan,
The Skatalites,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
L. Decosne,
The Dead C,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sound Behaviour,
DJ Style,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Zero Boys,
Patti Smith,
Saccharine Trust,
China Crisis,
Bill Near,
Marcia Griffiths,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Freddie Wadling,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Wake,
The Cure,
Albert Ayler,
Minutemen,
Kaleidoscope,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gang Green,
James White and The Blacks,
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Vainqueur,
Todd Rundgren,
Minor Threat,
Gang of Four,
Pantaleimon,
The Toasters,
Chrome,
Panda Bear,
Amazonics,
Swell Maps,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Slits,
Fluxion,
Grey Daturas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sex Pistols,
X-102,
Tropical Tobacco,
Eric Copeland,
Joe Finger,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Count Five,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Lou Christie,
8 Eyed Spy,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.