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 Guinea and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Portland.
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 spring reverb 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 The Birthday Party to the crunk 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 Joensuu 1685. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks 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 techno 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 sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Skriet,
Lalo Schifrin,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Rapeman,
Make Up,
Pharoah Sanders,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Nas,
the Association,
Moss Icon,
The Techniques,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Alice Coltrane,
Guru Guru,
Tim Buckley,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Residents,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Malaria!,
Black Moon,
Young Marble Giants,
Lungfish,
Matthew Bourne,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Durutti Column,
Monolake,
Basic Channel,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amon Düül II,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Audionom,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Schoolly D,
cv313,
June of 44,
the Slits,
Reuben Wilson,
David McCallum,
UT,
Gregory Isaacs,
Michelle Simonal,
Peter and Kerry,
Wolf Eyes,
Tubeway Army,
John Cale,
The Red Krayola,
Derrick Morgan,
Slave,
Dead Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
Amon Düül,
Loose Ends,
Niagra,
Inner City,
Soulsonic Force,
Erykah Badu,
Zero Boys,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.