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 Vietnam and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Woodstock.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Audionom to the techno kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All K-Klass tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultra Naté,
ABBA,
Gabor Szabo,
Sam Rivers,
Lower 48,
Babytalk,
Black Sheep,
The Barracudas,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quando Quango,
Joy Division,
Robert Wyatt,
The Searchers,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
Anthony Braxton,
China Crisis,
Brick,
AZ,
Frankie Knuckles,
Idris Muhammad,
Amon Düül II,
Lightning Bolt,
The Golliwogs,
Todd Terry,
Harmonia,
T.S.O.L.,
Sixth Finger,
The Count Five,
Graham Central Station,
Black Pus,
Ohio Players,
Wire,
Kas Product,
The Evens,
Whodini,
Cybotron,
The Neon Judgement,
Echospace,
Aloha Tigers,
Lakeside,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Loose Ends,
Radio Birdman,
The Dave Clark Five,
Carl Craig,
Marine Girls,
Eddi Front,
David Axelrod,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Crime,
Bill Wells,
Susan Cadogan,
Boredoms,
Eric Dolphy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Doors,
Al Stewart,
Traffic Nightmare,
Chrome,
the Normal,
The Moody Blues,
Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme, Godley & Creme.
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.