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 Mauritania and from Manila.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Zapp to the disco 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Silicon Teens record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Kurtis Blow,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
the Swans,
Pole,
Erasure,
Idris Muhammad,
Gang of Four,
Sun Ra,
Q and Not U,
Arthur Verocai,
Camberwell Now,
Terry Callier,
The American Breed,
OOIOO,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
MDC,
Audionom,
The Fall,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Tears for Fears,
Peter & Gordon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Interpol,
The Moleskins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Clear Light,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Intrusion,
DJ Sneak,
Yellowson,
Absolute Body Control,
Iggy Pop,
Black Moon,
Glenn Branca,
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Fugazi,
Black Flag,
Eddi Front,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Victims,
Country Teasers,
U.S. Maple,
Fat Boys,
Cymande,
the Bar-Kays,
Urselle,
Donny Hathaway,
Arab on Radar,
Aural Exciters,
X-Ray Spex,
Carl Craig,
Unrelated Segments,
Groovy Waters,
Severed Heads,
Ultimate Spinach,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Cybotron,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sarah Menescal,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.