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 Czech Republic and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Newcleus to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 T. Rex. All the underground hits.
All Country Teasers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lower 48 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
Graham Central Station,
Amon Düül II,
Eurythmics,
Ornette Coleman,
Hot Snakes,
Brass Construction,
48th St. Collective,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Tres Demented,
Drexciya,
Colin Newman,
Scrapy,
Parry Music,
Adolescents,
Lalann,
The Fugs,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Yazoo,
Half Japanese,
Bill Near,
John Holt,
Scan 7,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Sparks,
Depeche Mode,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ultravox,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Peter & Gordon,
Amon Düül,
The Saints,
Ten City,
The Music Machine,
Prince Buster,
The Raincoats,
Skarface,
The Velvet Underground,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Blake Baxter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Black Flag,
Oneida,
Moss Icon,
Guru Guru,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Funkadelic,
David Bowie,
Vainqueur,
Pagans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Gap Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Skriet,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
8 Eyed Spy,
Malaria!,
Tom Boy,
Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp., Glambeats Corp..
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.