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 Mali and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 E-Dancer to the electroclash 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Joe Smooth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moody Blues 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
Television Personalities,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ultimate Spinach,
Soulsonic Force,
Half Japanese,
Easy Going,
Organ,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rosa Yemen,
The Skatalites,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
10cc,
Agitation Free,
Ponytail,
Quando Quango,
Eli Mardock,
Gang of Four,
Scratch Acid,
China Crisis,
Schoolly D,
The Slackers,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Busters,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Fire Engines,
Matthew Bourne,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Raincoats,
The Associates,
Joe Finger,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Cell,
Can,
The Mojo Men,
Suicide,
Yaz,
Das Ding,
Main Source,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Zeros,
The Last Poets,
Minutemen,
Aloha Tigers,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Cale,
ABC,
Pet Shop Boys,
La Düsseldorf,
Symarip,
Roxy Music,
The American Breed,
Danielle Patucci,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Derrick Morgan,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.