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 Zambia and from Copenhagen.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
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 Erykah Badu to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Throbbing Gristle,
Q65,
Little Man,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Don Cherry,
Minny Pops,
Robert Görl,
Tropical Tobacco,
Charles Mingus,
A Certain Ratio,
Livin' Joy,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Robert Wyatt,
Visage,
Dark Day,
Inner City,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cure,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fad Gadget,
Sister Nancy,
The Buckinghams,
Lower 48,
Gil Scott Heron,
Ludus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Lou Christie,
Erykah Badu,
Rotary Connection,
Scott Walker,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pulsallama,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Pierre Henry,
Crooked Eye,
Altered Images,
Black Sheep,
Nik Kershaw,
Sex Pistols,
Ohio Players,
Bush Tetras,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skaos,
The Remains,
Main Source,
H. Thieme,
Funky Four + One,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Reagan Youth,
The Cowsills,
Scrapy,
Kayak,
Girls At Our Best!,
Sun City Girls,
Bill Wells,
The Gladiators,
Lyres,
Bob Dylan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark.
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.