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 Italy and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Mars to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Lakeside,
Lou Christie,
Morten Harket,
Ice-T,
Robert Wyatt,
Faraquet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hardrive,
Erykah Badu,
Ludus,
John Coltrane,
Terry Callier,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Bill Wells,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Soul Sonic Force,
Deepchord,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Doors,
Jawbox,
The Blues Magoos,
Eddi Front,
Mr. Review,
JFA,
The Smoke,
Skaos,
Wings,
Cecil Taylor,
The Leaves,
Lyres,
Agent Orange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Yazoo,
Roxette,
Camberwell Now,
Nik Kershaw,
Ossler,
The Fire Engines,
Johnny Clarke,
Young Marble Giants,
Sun City Girls,
H. Thieme,
Leonard Cohen,
the Slits,
PIL,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
John Cale,
Easy Going,
Crime,
The Monks,
Kurtis Blow,
Amon Düül,
Bad Manners,
The Cowsills,
Derrick Morgan,
The Pretty Things,
La Düsseldorf,
Scratch Acid,
Quando Quango,
Kas Product,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.