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 Iran and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 organ 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 Jeff Mills to the funk 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 Amon Düül II. All the underground hits.
All Vaughan Mason & Crew tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sexual Harrassment 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 a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Todd Rundgren,
Quantec,
Dawn Penn,
B.T. Express,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Icehouse,
Delon & Dalcan,
Cal Tjader,
Jacob Miller,
Bob Dylan,
Parry Music,
Letta Mbulu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
T.S.O.L.,
Zero Boys,
F. McDonald,
The Victims,
The Toasters,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Sarah Menescal,
Sixth Finger,
Pulsallama,
Brand Nubian,
Avey Tare,
Henry Cow,
Massinfluence,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Walker Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Leonard Cohen,
Barrington Levy,
Sällskapet,
Moebius,
Bootsy Collins,
Second Layer,
Nico,
The Mojo Men,
Wings,
The Star Department,
The Angels of Light,
Cluster,
Deakin,
The Standells,
Robert Wyatt,
Kayak,
Index,
The Grass Roots,
The United States of America,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Names,
Rhythm & Sound,
Organ,
Colin Newman,
The Move,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Zapp,
The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band, The Chocolate Watch Band.
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.