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 Albania and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Delta 5 to the dance 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bootsy Collins,
Nils Olav,
Animal Collective,
Hardrive,
Massinfluence,
Oblivians,
Steve Hackett,
June of 44,
Gichy Dan,
Joyce Sims,
The Modern Lovers,
Tubeway Army,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brand Nubian,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Sarah Menescal,
Chris Corsano,
Marine Girls,
Erasure,
The Young Rascals,
The Litter,
Ultravox,
David McCallum,
The Cure,
Faraquet,
Aloha Tigers,
Henry Cow,
The Grass Roots,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
June Days,
Altered Images,
Country Joe & The Fish,
New York Dolls,
Deepchord,
The Monochrome Set,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Deadbeat,
Dave Gahan,
Idris Muhammad,
Porter Ricks,
Y Pants,
Eden Ahbez,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Neil Young,
The Victims,
the Germs,
Robert Hood,
Magma,
Trumans Water,
Wings,
Leonard Cohen,
The Red Krayola,
Skriet,
Brick,
Connie Case,
John Coltrane,
Ash Ra Tempel,
One Last Wish,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Gang Green,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.