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 Estonia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Erykah Badu 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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jacques Brel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ken Boothe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Scion,
Scott Walker,
Second Layer,
Glambeats Corp.,
This Heat,
June Days,
Dave Gahan,
Black Flag,
Unwound,
Sound Behaviour,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
David Axelrod,
Bobby Womack,
Danielle Patucci,
Sixth Finger,
Ludus,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Neon Judgement,
Franke,
Ultravox,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Index,
The Standells,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Panda Bear,
Charles Mingus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bang On A Can,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Derrick Morgan,
The Toasters,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Das Ding,
the Germs,
Junior Murvin,
Kenny Larkin,
The Star Department,
Bobby Sherman,
Skriet,
Vainqueur,
Judy Mowatt,
Bobby Byrd,
Archie Shepp,
Kayak,
Youth Brigade,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Josef K,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Reuben Wilson,
Jeff Lynne,
Underground Resistance,
The Doors,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Spandau Ballet,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.