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 Denmark and from Lyon.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Gap Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul Sonic Force 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
a-ha,
Ronnie Foster,
Max Romeo,
The United States of America,
Jeru the Damaja,
The New Christs,
Suburban Knight,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonic Youth,
The Standells,
Dawn Penn,
Kaleidoscope,
Amon Düül II,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Alice Coltrane,
Scrapy,
Minnie Riperton,
Circle Jerks,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Axelrod,
Scientists,
Flash Fearless,
June of 44,
Visage,
Rod Modell,
Model 500,
Inner City,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lightning Bolt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
Sparks,
Hashim,
Yaz,
Fugazi,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sex Pistols,
Eurythmics,
Shuggie Otis,
The Young Rascals,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Soft Machine,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments,
Al Stewart,
These Immortal Souls,
Amon Düül,
48th St. Collective,
Tim Buckley,
Fluxion,
Sällskapet,
Mr. Review,
Reagan Youth,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Delta 5,
A Certain Ratio,
Sugar Minott,
U.S. Maple,
The Music Machine,
Smog,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.