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 Nepal and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 808 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 Roxette to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Grandmaster Flash record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
Kenny Larkin,
Neu!,
Andrew Hill,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Matthew Halsall,
Skaos,
B.T. Express,
John Lydon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Girls At Our Best!,
Magazine,
The Searchers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Connie Case,
The Knickerbockers,
Marmalade,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Busters,
Hoover,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Cluster,
Saccharine Trust,
Gabor Szabo,
Nation of Ulysses,
Surgeon,
The Techniques,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Divine Comedy,
Hashim,
Subhumans,
Funkadelic,
The Sonics,
Nick Fraelich,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pylon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sparks,
John Cale,
Blake Baxter,
Moebius,
Roger Hodgson,
Metal Thangz,
Anakelly,
The Real Kids,
World's Most,
The Golliwogs,
Bronski Beat,
Iggy Pop,
Blossom Toes,
Amon Düül II,
Basic Channel,
The Angels of Light,
T. Rex,
Radio Birdman,
John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx, John Foxx.
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.