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 Bhutan and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Wire show in Watford.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Salvador.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the oboe 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 Audionom to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Larry & the Blue Notes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Larry & the Blue Notes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultravox,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camouflage,
Neil Young,
Minutemen,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Sarah Menescal,
Rosa Yemen,
Cameo,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Parrish,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Prunes,
The Doors,
Cybotron,
Kas Product,
Barbara Tucker,
The Motions,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Brand Nubian,
Camberwell Now,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Nico,
Little Man,
Wings,
LL Cool J,
New York Dolls,
Flash Fearless,
Adolescents,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
Agent Orange,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
F. McDonald,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
ABC,
Jeru the Damaja,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Arcadia,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Skatalites,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Theoretical Girls,
The Fall,
Yazoo,
Q and Not U,
R.M.O.,
Bobby Sherman,
Loose Ends,
Organ,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Litter,
Kenny Larkin,
The Trojans,
Stereo Dub,
Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman, Ornette Coleman.
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.