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 Portugal and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 organ 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 Fluxion to the disco 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 Bobby Womack. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Magma record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scott Walker,
Unwound,
Lyres,
Black Sheep,
Slave,
Brand Nubian,
Joensuu 1685,
Isaac Hayes,
Leonard Cohen,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Skriet,
DJ Style,
The Standells,
Jeff Mills,
Cluster,
AZ,
Quadrant,
the Slits,
Main Source,
Laurel Aitken,
The Gap Band,
Thompson Twins,
The Knickerbockers,
Arcadia,
Symarip,
Robert Hood,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Matthew Bourne,
Drexciya,
Alphaville,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kas Product,
Country Teasers,
The Monochrome Set,
Reagan Youth,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gerry Rafferty,
Deepchord,
The Electric Prunes,
Janne Schatter,
Jacques Brel,
Derrick May,
The Detroit Cobras,
Man Parrish,
Alton Ellis,
The J.B.'s,
Crooked Eye,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
KRS-One,
MDC,
The Offenders,
The Fugs,
The Slits,
Radio Birdman,
Ludus,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.