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 Malawi and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 organ 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 Peter & Gordon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Flash Fearless. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Delta 5 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Techniques,
Blossom Toes,
The Raincoats,
John Lydon,
The Sonics,
Derrick Morgan,
X-102,
The Electric Prunes,
Fear,
New Age Steppers,
Tubeway Army,
Scan 7,
Monks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Skaos,
Sly & The Family Stone,
AZ,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dawn Penn,
Infiniti,
Main Source,
Icehouse,
Slave,
The Black Dice,
Cecil Taylor,
Man Eating Sloth,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young,
Crispian St. Peters,
D'Angelo,
Aswad,
The Fortunes,
Fluxion,
Flipper,
Donny Hathaway,
Jacques Brel,
Eve St. Jones,
Radiohead,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Dual Sessions,
the Swans,
The Selecter,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
Eric Dolphy,
The Litter,
Talk Talk,
Loose Ends,
the Bar-Kays,
The Seeds,
Supertramp,
Charles Mingus,
Soft Cell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
the Fania All-Stars,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
X-101,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Eurythmics,
David McCallum,
Peter and Kerry,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.