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 Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 spring reverb 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 Lee Hazlewood to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Chrome. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Second Layer,
James White and The Blacks,
Jandek,
JFA,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Residents,
Suburban Knight,
Ken Boothe,
the Human League,
Goldenarms,
Michelle Simonal,
Monks,
Grandmaster Flash,
Throbbing Gristle,
Mandrill,
Erykah Badu,
The Saints,
AZ,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Brass Construction,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Slick Rick,
The Real Kids,
Zapp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Little Man,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Matthew Halsall,
Cecil Taylor,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Iggy Pop,
Black Bananas,
The Gladiators,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Supertramp,
the Swans,
ABBA,
The Invisible,
Dennis Brown,
Trumans Water,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Saccharine Trust,
Jimmy McGriff,
Black Sheep,
48th St. Collective,
Boogie Down Productions,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Shoche,
Tres Demented,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Searchers,
Faust,
Monolake,
Smog,
Carl Craig,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.