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 Kenya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar 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 This Heat to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Maleditus Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Albert Ayler,
Supertramp,
Skarface,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Dawn Penn,
Gichy Dan,
Wolf Eyes,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wasted Youth,
Connie Case,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bobby Sherman,
Lindisfarne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Average White Band,
Yazoo,
Camberwell Now,
Sam Rivers,
JFA,
Aswad,
Scott Walker,
Easy Going,
Negative Approach,
Patti Smith,
Black Sheep,
Urselle,
Pulsallama,
X-101,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
Rotary Connection,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Evens,
DJ Sneak,
X-102,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Colin Newman,
Terrestrial Tones,
Iggy Pop,
Bronski Beat,
Lee Hazlewood,
Soft Machine,
Lebanon Hanover,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Spandau Ballet,
The Offenders,
Maleditus Sound,
Bush Tetras,
Aaron Thompson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Ultravox,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Womack,
Fat Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Accadde A,
U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple, U.S. Maple.
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.