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 Liechtenstein and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fatback Band to the crunk 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme. All the underground hits.
All These Immortal Souls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thompson Twins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Associates record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Flash Fearless,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Q and Not U,
Alice Coltrane,
Japan,
New Order,
The Beau Brummels,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fear,
Lebanon Hanover,
Supertramp,
Erasure,
Harry Pussy,
Colin Newman,
Bad Manners,
Circle Jerks,
MDC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
H. Thieme,
The Associates,
Pagans,
John Lydon,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ituana,
Iggy Pop,
Howard Jones,
Al Stewart,
Pantaleimon,
Soul II Soul,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Tom Boy,
the Germs,
Bill Near,
Con Funk Shun,
Johnny Clarke,
Amon Düül,
Neu!,
Isaac Hayes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Scott Walker,
Cameo,
D'Angelo,
Main Source,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Niagra,
Susan Cadogan,
Sister Nancy,
Slave,
Rotary Connection,
The Mojo Men,
Ralphi Rosario,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Crime,
Derrick Morgan,
Agitation Free,
Mars,
Lindisfarne,
The American Breed,
Silicon Teens,
The Residents,
ABBA,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.