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 Mauritius and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 Shanghai and Lyon.
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 arpeggiator 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 Jandek to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Alton Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Lindisfarne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grey Daturas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
La Düsseldorf,
Organ,
The Remains,
Banda Bassotti,
Magma,
Section 25,
The Doors,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
June Days,
Don Cherry,
Fad Gadget,
Tim Buckley,
Sandy B,
Bill Wells,
the Germs,
Swell Maps,
Ronan,
Lakeside,
The Human League,
Faraquet,
Derrick Morgan,
Sixth Finger,
The Pop Group,
Theoretical Girls,
Ultra Naté,
China Crisis,
Alison Limerick,
Television Personalities,
The Count Five,
Q and Not U,
Half Japanese,
Kas Product,
The Happenings,
Amon Düül II,
The Offenders,
Blossom Toes,
Al Stewart,
EPMD,
The Flesh Eaters,
Grey Daturas,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Slits,
World's Most,
Graham Central Station,
AZ,
Scan 7,
Drive Like Jehu,
Groovy Waters,
Model 500,
The Walker Brothers,
Echospace,
X-Ray Spex,
Lalann,
Bauhaus,
Jacob Miller,
Fela Kuti,
Rekid,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Trumans Water,
Todd Rundgren,
Dave Gahan,
L. Decosne,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.