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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 marimba 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 Delon & Dalcan to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Excepter 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
Yazoo,
Swell Maps,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lightning Bolt,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Con Funk Shun,
Zapp,
Jeff Mills,
The Monochrome Set,
Crash Course in Science,
PIL,
Guru Guru,
Scan 7,
The Gap Band,
Make Up,
Roy Ayers,
Smog,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lebanon Hanover,
Angry Samoans,
DNA,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Arab on Radar,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Motorama,
Jerry's Kids,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Offenders,
Juan Atkins,
Dark Day,
Bush Tetras,
Faust,
Vladislav Delay,
Wolf Eyes,
Youth Brigade,
Girls At Our Best!,
Fear,
The Music Machine,
The Monks,
Monks,
Maleditus Sound,
Goldenarms,
The American Breed,
Letta Mbulu,
Nick Fraelich,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Durutti Column,
Scientists,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marc Almond,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MC5,
Alison Limerick,
Audionom,
the Sonics,
The Moleskins,
The Gun Club,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins, Bootsy Collins.
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.