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 Kyrgyzstan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band to the funk 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 The Evens. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mighty Diamonds record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Motorama,
Rakim,
cv313,
Talk Talk,
AZ,
Al Stewart,
Skriet,
The Associates,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Gun Club,
Easy Going,
Smog,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Delon & Dalcan,
Franke,
Minnie Riperton,
Shoche,
The Doobie Brothers,
Matthew Halsall,
Joyce Sims,
Simply Red,
Lower 48,
Johnny Clarke,
The Evens,
Japan,
The Move,
Zero Boys,
Flamin' Groovies,
kango's stein massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gong,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Starr,
Lalann,
Desert Stars,
The Stooges,
Piero Umiliani,
New Age Steppers,
Roy Ayers,
Drexciya,
Duran Duran,
Ohio Players,
Pharoah Sanders,
Yaz,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Blackbyrds,
The Wake,
Arcadia,
The Monks,
K-Klass,
Mad Mike,
The Pop Group,
Big Daddy Kane,
Funky Four + One,
Heaven 17,
Joey Negro,
Mission of Burma,
Au Pairs,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jerry's Kids,
Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis, Mark Hollis.
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.