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 Azerbaijan and from Philadelphia.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 David Axelrod to the grime 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Qualms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispian St. Peters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Arcadia,
Ornette Coleman,
Ultravox,
Man Parrish,
Agitation Free,
X-101,
Lee Hazlewood,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Toasters,
Charles Mingus,
Flipper,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Deadbeat,
cv313,
Lightning Bolt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Idris Muhammad,
Max Romeo,
A Certain Ratio,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Dennis Brown,
Sugar Minott,
Bob Dylan,
Youth Brigade,
Angry Samoans,
Schoolly D,
Flash Fearless,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Al Stewart,
Organ,
Niagra,
Joy Division,
Ultra Naté,
X-Ray Spex,
Dave Gahan,
Negative Approach,
Masters at Work,
New Order,
Black Sheep,
Nirvana,
Faust,
Minny Pops,
Barclay James Harvest,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Half Japanese,
The Music Machine,
The Gories,
The Black Dice,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nik Kershaw,
Television,
Marine Girls,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Neon Judgement,
Silicon Teens,
Eve St. Jones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lungfish,
Laurel Aitken,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.