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 Yemen and from Seoul.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Traffic Nightmare to the punk 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 Don Cherry. All the underground hits.
All D'Angelo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pop Group record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Oblivians,
Fela Kuti,
Bauhaus,
Electric Prunes,
The Red Krayola,
The Blackbyrds,
Michelle Simonal,
Deakin,
Funky Four + One,
Henry Cow,
John Coltrane,
Niagra,
Bootsy Collins,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
E-Dancer,
Alison Limerick,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Count Five,
Peter & Gordon,
Laurel Aitken,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Vainqueur,
Parry Music,
Todd Rundgren,
Marvin Gaye,
The Modern Lovers,
Q and Not U,
F. McDonald,
Hardrive,
Liliput,
Sonny Sharrock,
Jeff Mills,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Cecil Taylor,
Vladislav Delay,
Lebanon Hanover,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
X-102,
Lou Reed,
Rufus Thomas,
Robert Wyatt,
Boredoms,
Joensuu 1685,
D'Angelo,
The Mojo Men,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Depeche Mode,
Robert Görl,
Fear,
Circle Jerks,
Stereo Dub,
MC5,
Spoonie Gee,
Piero Umiliani,
Das Ding,
Section 25,
Hasil Adkins,
Bronski Beat,
The Tremeloes,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.