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 Lithuania and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oneida to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Main Source tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dead C record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sixth Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The United States of America,
Todd Rundgren,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Colin Newman,
Maleditus Sound,
Neu!,
Donny Hathaway,
Shoche,
The Gladiators,
Sister Nancy,
Cameo,
Khruangbin,
The Music Machine,
World's Most,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Lalann,
New Order,
Malaria!,
Davy DMX,
La Düsseldorf,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Durutti Column,
kango's stein massive,
Harmonia,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Brass Construction,
Popol Vuh,
Sun Ra,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Roxy Music,
The Gap Band,
Maurizio,
The Alarm Clocks,
the Association,
Ohio Players,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Cal Tjader,
John Coltrane,
Roy Ayers,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Fuzztones,
The Fall,
Amon Düül,
Camberwell Now,
Trumans Water,
Bobby Womack,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Mark Hollis,
Young Marble Giants,
Los Fastidios,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
Tomorrow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.