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 Austria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 synthesizer 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 This Heat to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Eric Dolphy. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grey Daturas 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 '70s 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 Scrapy 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?
The Associates,
Altered Images,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tomorrow,
Swell Maps,
Lee Hazlewood,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Black Bananas,
Schoolly D,
David McCallum,
Scan 7,
Mars,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Smoke,
The Kinks,
Japan,
Scientists,
X-Ray Spex,
Tears for Fears,
Dark Day,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Masters at Work,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Metal Thangz,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Doors,
The Raincoats,
Subhumans,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pierre Henry,
Neu!,
Television Personalities,
David Axelrod,
Boz Scaggs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
China Crisis,
Gong,
Sun City Girls,
The Last Poets,
Thompson Twins,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ice-T,
Todd Rundgren,
Von Mondo,
Index,
Brass Construction,
cv313,
Aloha Tigers,
Mad Mike,
Ohio Players,
the Bar-Kays,
Saccharine Trust,
Zapp,
Scrapy,
Funky Four + One,
Curtis Mayfield,
New Age Steppers,
Godley & Creme,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.