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 Spain and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Gichy Dan to the funk 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 The Cure. All the underground hits.
All The Grass Roots tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lyres record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Associates,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ponytail,
Davy DMX,
10cc,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Buzzcocks,
The Star Department,
The Durutti Column,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Slackers,
The Beau Brummels,
Gong,
Carl Craig,
Tubeway Army,
Scion,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Modern Lovers,
The Offenders,
World's Most,
Boz Scaggs,
Soulsonic Force,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joyce Sims,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
DJ Sneak,
Magazine,
Heaven 17,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
MC5,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
Harpers Bizarre,
Pharoah Sanders,
Motorama,
E-Dancer,
Prince Buster,
The New Christs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bronski Beat,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Machine,
Fela Kuti,
Quadrant,
Television Personalities,
Metal Thangz,
K-Klass,
Darondo,
Pulsallama,
Kaleidoscope,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Blancmange,
Mission of Burma,
MDC,
Intrusion,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pylon,
Q65,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.