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 St Kitts & Nevis and from Bologna.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Darondo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tomorrow record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Knickerbockers,
Joe Finger,
Ossler,
Lucky Dragons,
Judy Mowatt,
Can,
The Pretty Things,
The Sonics,
Sarah Menescal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Negative Approach,
Von Mondo,
The Smiths,
Barry Ungar,
The Divine Comedy,
48th St. Collective,
Black Pus,
The Toasters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Moebius,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Doors,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kerrie Biddell,
Model 500,
Vainqueur,
Rotary Connection,
Zero Boys,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Halsall,
Skriet,
The Residents,
8 Eyed Spy,
Lyres,
the Fania All-Stars,
Brothers Johnson,
Crooked Eye,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Delta 5,
Tears for Fears,
the Normal,
Depeche Mode,
Pantytec,
Howard Jones,
Derrick Morgan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Main Source,
Monks,
Ohio Players,
Kurtis Blow,
Sugar Minott,
Camberwell Now,
Talk Talk,
Warren Ellis,
John Foxx,
10cc, 10cc, 10cc, 10cc.
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.