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 Somalia and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the organ 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 One Last Wish to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scratch Acid. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Skatalites,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Black Bananas,
Jeru the Damaja,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Eddi Front,
Rekid,
Lucky Dragons,
The Walker Brothers,
Fear,
Hashim,
Technova,
Organ,
Arthur Verocai,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Groovy Waters,
Monolake,
The Detroit Cobras,
the Germs,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Tremeloes,
New Order,
Charles Mingus,
Marc Almond,
Althea and Donna,
Buzzcocks,
Darondo,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Saints,
the Sonics,
The Victims,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Derrick May,
Zapp,
Sun City Girls,
Eric Dolphy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Television Personalities,
Ohio Players,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anakelly,
The Five Americans,
Fela Kuti,
Warren Ellis,
Wasted Youth,
Skarface,
the Fania All-Stars,
Supertramp,
Nik Kershaw,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Smog,
Neu!,
PIL,
The Dave Clark Five,
D'Angelo,
Eden Ahbez,
Jeff Lynne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.