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 Denmark 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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Halifax.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Roger Hodgson to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Wire. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Wake 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Ice-T,
Television Personalities,
PIL,
Absolute Body Control,
Unrelated Segments,
Television,
The Mojo Men,
KRS-One,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Amon Düül II,
Mission of Burma,
Wire,
Grey Daturas,
The Moody Blues,
Black Sheep,
Juan Atkins,
Anthony Braxton,
Masters at Work,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Sparks,
Newcleus,
the Swans,
R.M.O.,
Banda Bassotti,
Fugazi,
Ten City,
The Doobie Brothers,
Yaz,
Skriet,
Dual Sessions,
Fela Kuti,
Lakeside,
Rufus Thomas,
MDC,
Ultravox,
Al Stewart,
Minny Pops,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Don Cherry,
Gregory Isaacs,
Au Pairs,
Adolescents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Oneida,
Rakim,
Qualms,
Funky Four + One,
Schoolly D,
Marshall Jefferson,
Guru Guru,
Lee Hazlewood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ponytail,
Idris Muhammad,
Mr. Review,
Slick Rick,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.