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 Ecuador and from Johannesburg.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse. All the underground hits.
All The Seeds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 rhodes and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Depeche Mode record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Rhythm & Sound,
Infiniti,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Silicon Teens,
Lyres,
Depeche Mode,
The Toasters,
New York Dolls,
Nick Fraelich,
Symarip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Marmalade,
Excepter,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Moss Icon,
Lou Reed,
Sun Ra,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang of Four,
Minutemen,
Livin' Joy,
Todd Rundgren,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
the Human League,
Barclay James Harvest,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scratch Acid,
Donny Hathaway,
Eli Mardock,
Scott Walker,
The Kinks,
Johnny Clarke,
Terrestrial Tones,
Royal Trux,
Mr. Review,
Crispy Ambulance,
Model 500,
Ludus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Laurel Aitken,
Tres Demented,
Yazoo,
Bang On A Can,
Main Source,
The Cure,
Bill Near,
Minor Threat,
Hardrive,
Bobby Sherman,
Suburban Knight,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Gap Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pylon,
Yellowson,
These Immortal Souls,
Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy, Barrington Levy.
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.