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 Costa Rica and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Portland.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the sitar 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All The Raincoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Toni Rubio 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül II,
Siglo XX,
Echospace,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Normal,
The Blackbyrds,
Laurel Aitken,
The Zeros,
Quantec,
The Invisible,
The Dave Clark Five,
A Certain Ratio,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Morten Harket,
Susan Cadogan,
The Associates,
The Dirtbombs,
Television,
Groovy Waters,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ronan,
Clear Light,
Sister Nancy,
Bill Wells,
Aaron Thompson,
Mo-Dettes,
Eddi Front,
Banda Bassotti,
cv313,
Robert Görl,
The Trojans,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Saints,
Sun Ra,
Aural Exciters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soul II Soul,
kango's stein massive,
Mad Mike,
T.S.O.L.,
Godley & Creme,
Neil Young,
Minutemen,
Soft Cell,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Guru Guru,
Cluster,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bronski Beat,
Con Funk Shun,
the Soft Cell,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Red Krayola,
David Axelrod,
Bob Dylan,
John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane, John Coltrane.
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.