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 New Zealand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) to the techno 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music 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?
Bobby Womack,
Loose Ends,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harpers Bizarre,
Black Flag,
The Pretty Things,
Sister Nancy,
Tom Boy,
Spoonie Gee,
10cc,
Lalo Schifrin,
Shuggie Otis,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Wake,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Skarface,
Soulsonic Force,
Curtis Mayfield,
B.T. Express,
Michelle Simonal,
Black Bananas,
the Normal,
Isaac Hayes,
The Slits,
Guru Guru,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lee Hazlewood,
Organ,
Pierre Henry,
Cecil Taylor,
Davy DMX,
UT,
The Gap Band,
Drexciya,
Harmonia,
Arthur Verocai,
Can,
The Fuzztones,
Fluxion,
Livin' Joy,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeru the Damaja,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camouflage,
Nils Olav,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Litter,
Moebius,
Gichy Dan,
The Evens,
Cheater Slicks,
Junior Murvin,
John Coltrane,
The Trojans,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Toni Rubio,
Procol Harum,
Gong,
Con Funk Shun,
Television,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.