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 Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Accra.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Notorious Big And Bone Thugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
The Fall,
Delon & Dalcan,
Animal Collective,
Zapp,
Roxette,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Can,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jacob Miller,
Piero Umiliani,
Henry Cow,
Adolescents,
Girls At Our Best!,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Music Machine,
Crispian St. Peters,
Bang On A Can,
Jeff Lynne,
Robert Görl,
Bootsy Collins,
The Move,
LL Cool J,
Derrick Morgan,
The Invisible,
The Motions,
Agent Orange,
Television Personalities,
Soft Machine,
Danielle Patucci,
Erykah Badu,
Jawbox,
Joensuu 1685,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Velvet Underground,
Roxy Music,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Gories,
Cymande,
Isaac Hayes,
Newcleus,
Harmonia,
Joe Smooth,
UT,
Nik Kershaw,
Suburban Knight,
Donny Hathaway,
Section 25,
Schoolly D,
Iggy Pop,
Neil Young,
The Blues Magoos,
The Real Kids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Connie Case,
Colin Newman,
Q65,
Bronski Beat,
Make Up,
Quadrant,
Crash Course in Science,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.