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 Nauru and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
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 Absolute Body Control to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mark Hollis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
China Crisis,
CMW,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Young Marble Giants,
Yellowson,
Harpers Bizarre,
Skarface,
The Sonics,
Wings,
Circle Jerks,
Peter & Gordon,
The Index,
Half Japanese,
Aaron Thompson,
The Gap Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Scion,
The Doors,
Scratch Acid,
Letta Mbulu,
Brass Construction,
Al Stewart,
The Wake,
Radiohead,
X-101,
Faraquet,
Inner City,
Suicide,
The Music Machine,
Slave,
The Mojo Men,
Zapp,
Idris Muhammad,
Quadrant,
Swans,
Dennis Brown,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Grass Roots,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Rapeman,
Crash Course in Science,
Dual Sessions,
Chrome,
The Monochrome Set,
The Skatalites,
Donny Hathaway,
The Alarm Clocks,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantytec,
Siglo XX,
PIL,
Eddi Front,
The Walker Brothers,
Oblivians,
Supertramp,
Johnny Clarke,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Brand Nubian,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.