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 Angola and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sugar Minott 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 Mary Jane Girls. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cybotron,
A Certain Ratio,
Zapp,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Blues Magoos,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Susan Cadogan,
Sound Behaviour,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Bush Tetras,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dennis Brown,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Chrome,
Bootsy Collins,
Tropical Tobacco,
World's Most,
Q and Not U,
kango's stein massive,
Qualms,
The Sound,
The Zeros,
Scan 7,
Deepchord,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fortunes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Mars,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Sonics,
The Mojo Men,
The Barracudas,
Intrusion,
Radiopuhelimet,
Connie Case,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Crispian St. Peters,
Half Japanese,
Joensuu 1685,
Gregory Isaacs,
MC5,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jesper Dahlback,
Smog,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Searchers,
Magma,
Leonard Cohen,
The Associates,
R.M.O.,
Franke,
Jacob Miller,
The Monochrome Set,
Isaac Hayes,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Martian,
Joe Finger,
the Soft Cell,
Nils Olav,
Kevin Saunderson,
Au Pairs,
Lyres,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.