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 Monaco 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Peter and Kerry to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Buckinghams. All the underground hits.
All Ituana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Public Image Ltd. record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Smoke,
Maurizio,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Spoonie Gee,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
L. Decosne,
Barrington Levy,
Moss Icon,
In Retrospect,
Neil Young,
Tommy Roe,
Kurtis Blow,
John Lydon,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Rapeman,
Hoover,
Audionom,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cluster,
The Seeds,
Albert Ayler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Names,
Jerry's Kids,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Flash Fearless,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Leaves,
The Buckinghams,
Whodini,
The Cowsills,
Boz Scaggs,
Visage,
The Gories,
Make Up,
Flamin' Groovies,
Darondo,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Archie Shepp,
Nick Fraelich,
Sonny Sharrock,
Gerry Rafferty,
Gabor Szabo,
China Crisis,
Section 25,
Skarface,
Pet Shop Boys,
Anthony Braxton,
PIL,
Piero Umiliani,
Au Pairs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cramps,
Crooked Eye,
Al Stewart,
Mars,
Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths, Marcia Griffiths.
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.