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 Indonesia and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jeru the Damaja. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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 Soft Cell,
Barclay James Harvest,
Hasil Adkins,
Negative Approach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Groovy Waters,
Panda Bear,
Sight & Sound,
Mo-Dettes,
Hot Snakes,
Brothers Johnson,
Johnny Clarke,
Dawn Penn,
Livin' Joy,
LL Cool J,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Rod Modell,
Sound Behaviour,
Accadde A,
Barry Ungar,
Kool Moe Dee,
K-Klass,
The Barracudas,
Gichy Dan,
The Gap Band,
DNA,
Half Japanese,
Godley & Creme,
Funky Four + One,
Lou Christie,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Arcadia,
Avey Tare,
Deakin,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
B.T. Express,
U.S. Maple,
Vainqueur,
The Happenings,
Janne Schatter,
Parry Music,
Skriet,
Sam Rivers,
Bootsy Collins,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Michelle Simonal,
Thompson Twins,
Sonny Sharrock,
Derrick May,
Bobby Sherman,
Swans,
Qualms,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Görl,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
KRS-One,
Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson, Aaron Thompson.
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.