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 El Salvador and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Althea and Donna to the grunge 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Nirvana tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 güiro and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rod Modell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hardrive,
Derrick May,
Lou Christie,
Junior Murvin,
Cameo,
Sun Ra,
Marcia Griffiths,
Cecil Taylor,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Womack,
Mars,
The Leaves,
The Shadows of Knight,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Monks,
The Monks,
Surgeon,
Sister Nancy,
Loose Ends,
Franke,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Isaac Hayes,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Can,
Q and Not U,
Iggy Pop,
X-102,
Hoover,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Joe Finger,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Fraelich,
China Crisis,
Model 500,
Flipper,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kas Product,
Radiopuhelimet,
Skarface,
Clear Light,
Crispian St. Peters,
Banda Bassotti,
Nico,
Scrapy,
Wings,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cymande,
The Neon Judgement,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cure,
The Pretty Things,
MC5,
The Slits,
Drive Like Jehu,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Yaz,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.