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 Egypt and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rock 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 The Doobie Brothers. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Normal 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Prince Buster,
Reuben Wilson,
Dennis Brown,
The Black Dice,
Laurel Aitken,
Flash Fearless,
The Electric Prunes,
Duran Duran,
The Young Rascals,
Popol Vuh,
Metal Thangz,
the Swans,
Q65,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ultravox,
Can,
Johnny Clarke,
The Birthday Party,
Eric Dolphy,
Chris & Cosey,
Anakelly,
The Selecter,
Kaleidoscope,
Josef K,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gil Scott Heron,
Avey Tare,
cv313,
Maleditus Sound,
Pet Shop Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
The Slits,
The Busters,
Swans,
X-101,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Scott Walker,
Young Marble Giants,
New Age Steppers,
ABBA,
Roger Hodgson,
Wolf Eyes,
Scratch Acid,
Ponytail,
Janne Schatter,
K-Klass,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Trumans Water,
Yazoo,
Goldenarms,
Connie Case,
Alphaville,
The Beau Brummels,
The Fugs,
Marmalade,
Theoretical Girls,
Stereo Dub,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Soft Cell,
The Standells,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway, Donny Hathaway.
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.