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 Mauritania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Tokyo.
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 marimba 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 Eyeless In Gaza to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All The Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unrelated Segments record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Television Personalities,
Bush Tetras,
Mandrill,
Whodini,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Sound,
Delta 5,
Banda Bassotti,
Talk Talk,
Goldenarms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Flash Fearless,
Marshall Jefferson,
Monolake,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric Dolphy,
Mars,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Donald Byrd,
Pharoah Sanders,
Iggy Pop,
Eric B and Rakim,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Trumans Water,
The Tremeloes,
Public Enemy,
Jandek,
Stiv Bators,
The J.B.'s,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erykah Badu,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Black Moon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Motorama,
The Pretty Things,
Aloha Tigers,
Supertramp,
Section 25,
Essential Logic,
Dark Day,
Audionom,
Sugar Minott,
Joy Division,
Radiohead,
Deadbeat,
Accadde A,
Grauzone,
The Offenders,
Stetsasonic,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Funkadelic,
Moby Grape,
The Raincoats,
a-ha,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Arcadia,
K-Klass,
Crooked Eye,
Theoretical Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
X-101,
Kayak, Kayak, Kayak, Kayak.
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.