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 Belize and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gerry Rafferty to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Guru Guru. All the underground hits.
All F. McDonald tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Letta Mbulu,
Sister Nancy,
Negative Approach,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kenny Larkin,
The Moleskins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
ABC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Byron Stingily,
Porter Ricks,
The Slits,
Jeff Mills,
Crash Course in Science,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Country Teasers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Victims,
Neu!,
Shoche,
Agent Orange,
Carl Craig,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Unrelated Segments,
Grey Daturas,
Public Image Ltd.,
Symarip,
Drive Like Jehu,
Skarface,
Sandy B,
Anthony Braxton,
The Modern Lovers,
Derrick May,
a-ha,
Spandau Ballet,
Pagans,
Black Bananas,
Frankie Knuckles,
the Association,
Wings,
Blancmange,
The Mojo Men,
Dual Sessions,
T.S.O.L.,
The Electric Prunes,
Saccharine Trust,
Connie Case,
The Buckinghams,
Soul II Soul,
Rod Modell,
Eden Ahbez,
Patti Smith,
Fad Gadget,
The Divine Comedy,
Franke,
Slick Rick,
Mo-Dettes,
Hot Snakes,
The Names, The Names, The Names, The Names.
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.