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 India and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 The Wake to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All The Gun Club tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kenny Larkin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wasted Youth,
Tubeway Army,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Throbbing Gristle,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mummies,
kango's stein massive,
Cameo,
Byron Stingily,
DNA,
Ornette Coleman,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pagans,
Stiv Bators,
Massinfluence,
Goldenarms,
Mars,
Accadde A,
the Association,
Q65,
Soft Machine,
Flipper,
Guru Guru,
Robert Wyatt,
The Happenings,
Eric Dolphy,
Babytalk,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Skriet,
Television Personalities,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Shadows of Knight,
Juan Atkins,
The Saints,
Grey Daturas,
Crooked Eye,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cramps,
The New Christs,
OOIOO,
Kaleidoscope,
David Axelrod,
Peter & Gordon,
Urselle,
Trumans Water,
CMW,
Junior Murvin,
In Retrospect,
The Stooges,
Chris Corsano,
Marvin Gaye,
Unrelated Segments,
Reuben Wilson,
Schoolly D,
China Crisis,
Ronnie Foster,
The Residents,
Mission of Burma,
David McCallum,
Pole,
Motorama,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.