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 Spain and from Hong Kong.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 E-Dancer to the disco 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 Moebius. All the underground hits.
All Section 25 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers,
Kas Product,
Suicide,
Bobby Sherman,
Newcleus,
Junior Murvin,
Robert Görl,
Oneida,
Oblivians,
Aural Exciters,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Camouflage,
Clear Light,
Moebius,
T.S.O.L.,
The Stooges,
The Durutti Column,
Stetsasonic,
Soft Machine,
Suburban Knight,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crash Course in Science,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang Green,
David McCallum,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Erykah Badu,
Janne Schatter,
Ohio Players,
cv313,
Technova,
Scott Walker,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Rosa Yemen,
The Raincoats,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
K-Klass,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Mr. Review,
John Lydon,
Warsaw,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Yazoo,
The Blackbyrds,
Pylon,
Bronski Beat,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sight & Sound,
Make Up,
Rapeman,
10cc,
Skaos,
Shuggie Otis,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Main Source,
Swans,
Supertramp,
Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman, Colin Newman.
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.