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 Italy and from Jakarta.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Sound to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Dawn Penn. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
The Raincoats,
Nik Kershaw,
Hardrive,
The Velvet Underground,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Delon & Dalcan,
Aaron Thompson,
Terry Callier,
Alphaville,
Basic Channel,
Bob Dylan,
Stockholm Monsters,
Robert Hood,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Black Dice,
Soul Sonic Force,
Porter Ricks,
F. McDonald,
Radio Birdman,
Gerry Rafferty,
Alton Ellis,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
ABC,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pantytec,
Wolf Eyes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Judy Mowatt,
Newcleus,
Aural Exciters,
Amazonics,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sixth Finger,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Hasil Adkins,
Marvin Gaye,
Faraquet,
Con Funk Shun,
T. Rex,
Desert Stars,
Interpol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun Ra,
The Remains,
Popol Vuh,
Gang Starr,
Gil Scott Heron,
Radiopuhelimet,
Royal Trux,
Kas Product,
Q65,
Morten Harket,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Fugs,
D'Angelo,
China Crisis,
Mary Jane Girls,
Piero Umiliani,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.