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 Iran and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 Saccharine Trust to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Boogie Down Productions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
KRS-One,
The Cowsills,
Camberwell Now,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neu!,
Alphaville,
Tomorrow,
Cybotron,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
Excepter,
Clear Light,
The Fire Engines,
Lungfish,
Goldenarms,
Barry Ungar,
Tim Buckley,
Max Romeo,
Robert Hood,
Young Marble Giants,
The Flesh Eaters,
Massinfluence,
the Human League,
Morten Harket,
The Electric Prunes,
Gang Green,
the Slits,
The Sonics,
Kayak,
Steve Hackett,
Eli Mardock,
Sister Nancy,
Alice Coltrane,
The Cure,
Flamin' Groovies,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
Crash Course in Science,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Prince Buster,
Radiohead,
FM Einheit,
Frankie Knuckles,
Cal Tjader,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mars,
Livin' Joy,
Panda Bear,
Barrington Levy,
The Wake,
Easy Going,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Funkadelic,
Roxy Music,
Ultra Naté,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Hashim,
Faraquet,
Quando Quango,
ABBA,
Kool Moe Dee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.