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 the UAE and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Neil Young to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Desert Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
10cc,
Darondo,
Funky Four + One,
The Pop Group,
The Slits,
Mars,
The Stooges,
D'Angelo,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barry Ungar,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Junior Murvin,
Ohio Players,
Khruangbin,
Angry Samoans,
Sugar Minott,
Pylon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Howard Jones,
Ultra Naté,
Public Enemy,
Rosa Yemen,
Terrestrial Tones,
MC5,
Erasure,
David McCallum,
Ten City,
Minnie Riperton,
Technova,
The Golliwogs,
Warren Ellis,
Erykah Badu,
Deadbeat,
Kerri Chandler,
DNA,
Siglo XX,
Donny Hathaway,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ice-T,
John Lydon,
Arthur Verocai,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Smoke,
Fluxion,
Barclay James Harvest,
Groovy Waters,
Duran Duran,
Guru Guru,
Gichy Dan,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gap Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Mandrill,
The Motions,
Juan Atkins,
Stereo Dub,
Arab on Radar,
Hot Snakes,
Davy DMX,
Eli Mardock,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.