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 Ghana and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Brass Construction to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cybotron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Cluster,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fugazi,
The Martian,
Kerrie Biddell,
Con Funk Shun,
Avey Tare,
Grauzone,
The Blackbyrds,
Laurel Aitken,
Roxette,
Hashim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Cheater Slicks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Christie,
U.S. Maple,
the Human League,
Spandau Ballet,
Surgeon,
Parry Music,
The Gories,
The Five Americans,
Pole,
Slick Rick,
Minny Pops,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Panda Bear,
Lower 48,
The Buckinghams,
Gong,
The Index,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Warsaw,
Massinfluence,
Connie Case,
Man Eating Sloth,
Bobby Sherman,
The Remains,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Harry Pussy,
A Certain Ratio,
The Happenings,
Basic Channel,
Alice Coltrane,
Chris & Cosey,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Jacques Brel,
The Tremeloes,
AZ,
Marine Girls,
Camouflage,
Black Sheep,
Second Layer,
Public Image Ltd.,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Traffic Nightmare,
Albert Ayler,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.