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 Estonia and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
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 Clear Light to the punk 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Schoolly D record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Theoretical Girls,
John Foxx,
Japan,
Thompson Twins,
La Düsseldorf,
10cc,
Jerry's Kids,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Tres Demented,
Electric Prunes,
Scan 7,
Isaac Hayes,
Spoonie Gee,
Don Cherry,
B.T. Express,
Young Marble Giants,
Eden Ahbez,
Porter Ricks,
Basic Channel,
The Music Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
The Shadows of Knight,
Skaos,
Cheater Slicks,
F. McDonald,
Flamin' Groovies,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fear,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Trojans,
Nirvana,
Janne Schatter,
It's A Beautiful Day,
New Age Steppers,
Arthur Verocai,
Pole,
Monolake,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Peter and Kerry,
Chris & Cosey,
Ronan,
Ten City,
The Raincoats,
Swell Maps,
Eurythmics,
Q65,
the Human League,
Sunsets and Hearts,
kango's stein massive,
Bluetip,
Rufus Thomas,
Livin' Joy,
One Last Wish,
Erykah Badu,
Pussy Galore,
Connie Case,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Alison Limerick,
Wasted Youth,
Simply Red,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen, Leonard Cohen.
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.