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 Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 linndrum 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 Janne Schatter to the grime 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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Order 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Graham Central Station,
Camouflage,
Siglo XX,
Outsiders,
This Heat,
The Knickerbockers,
Eurythmics,
Organ,
Lyres,
Q and Not U,
the Human League,
Brick,
The Music Machine,
Niagra,
The Moody Blues,
Mission of Burma,
Sound Behaviour,
The Busters,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Vladislav Delay,
Charles Mingus,
Dark Day,
The Mummies,
Cameo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Ken Boothe,
Desert Stars,
Flash Fearless,
Johnny Clarke,
Khruangbin,
Joyce Sims,
Moebius,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Maleditus Sound,
Al Stewart,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Public Enemy,
Judy Mowatt,
Amon Düül,
Delon & Dalcan,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Black Moon,
Stereo Dub,
Radiohead,
Duran Duran,
The Mojo Men,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
OOIOO,
Peter and Kerry,
U.S. Maple,
Black Sheep,
Cluster,
Patti Smith,
Freddie Wadling,
Animal Collective,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
John Lydon,
Ituana,
Derrick May,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.