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 Colombia and from Tehran.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Carl Craig to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Young Marble Giants,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nico,
Pylon,
Morten Harket,
The Victims,
Barclay James Harvest,
DJ Sneak,
Sällskapet,
John Holt,
Flamin' Groovies,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Normal,
Sun City Girls,
The Modern Lovers,
the Sonics,
Black Bananas,
Reagan Youth,
The Happenings,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Television,
Al Stewart,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Vainqueur,
Jerry's Kids,
Masters at Work,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scientists,
Vladislav Delay,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Dawn Penn,
Quantec,
Chris Corsano,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
Adolescents,
Soul II Soul,
The Walker Brothers,
The Fugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Porter Ricks,
Fear,
Shoche,
Sparks,
Nik Kershaw,
ABC,
The Beau Brummels,
Circle Jerks,
Black Moon,
The Golliwogs,
Absolute Body Control,
Pantaleimon,
Delta 5,
The Smiths,
Zapp,
The Residents,
Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan, Susan Cadogan.
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.