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 San Marino and from Manila.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Brass Construction 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 Bronski Beat. All the underground hits.
All DNA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lakeside,
Lou Christie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Tres Demented,
Panda Bear,
Derrick Morgan,
Scott Walker,
Porter Ricks,
Soft Machine,
Stetsasonic,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Magazine,
Simply Red,
Youth Brigade,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Flipper,
Jeff Mills,
Bang On A Can,
The Seeds,
Judy Mowatt,
The Tremeloes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Leaves,
The Red Krayola,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Gun Club,
Sällskapet,
Masters at Work,
Neil Young,
Neu!,
Althea and Donna,
Boz Scaggs,
Eden Ahbez,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Main Source,
Man Parrish,
The Five Americans,
Hoover,
David Axelrod,
The Stooges,
The Misunderstood,
The Knickerbockers,
Juan Atkins,
Quando Quango,
Gichy Dan,
John Cale,
Roy Ayers,
The Remains,
Yellowson,
The Doobie Brothers,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Banda Bassotti,
Aaron Thompson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Severed Heads,
Magma,
Gabor Szabo,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps, Swell Maps.
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.