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 Panama and from Halifax.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the techno 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 Magma. All the underground hits.
All The Techniques tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David Axelrod record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fat Boys,
Glenn Branca,
Funkadelic,
Sexual Harrassment,
Radiopuhelimet,
Black Bananas,
Morten Harket,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Associates,
Pole,
Cheater Slicks,
The Standells,
Delta 5,
Circle Jerks,
Radiohead,
Deepchord,
Mantronix,
Skaos,
Fela Kuti,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Human League,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sight & Sound,
Joy Division,
The Moody Blues,
Jeff Lynne,
The Pop Group,
Blancmange,
Gang Starr,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Grass Roots,
The J.B.'s,
Neil Young,
Vainqueur,
Soul Sonic Force,
Boz Scaggs,
Kaleidoscope,
Idris Muhammad,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy Collins,
The Black Dice,
Ludus,
Gang of Four,
Interpol,
Khruangbin,
Eric Copeland,
Funky Four + One,
Monks,
Cal Tjader,
The Barracudas,
Warren Ellis,
Hasil Adkins,
Deadbeat,
Rekid,
Iggy Pop,
Swell Maps,
Sällskapet,
Pere Ubu,
The Last Poets,
Niagra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Gang Green,
the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays, the Bar-Kays.
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.