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 Greece and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Wings to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kerrie Biddell. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Zero Boys 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ornette Coleman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Monks,
John Lydon,
Talk Talk,
PIL,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
UT,
The Fire Engines,
Scrapy,
Grauzone,
Black Pus,
Sandy B,
The Invisible,
Dennis Brown,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Barrington Levy,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Echospace,
The Motions,
Banda Bassotti,
Das Ding,
Steve Hackett,
Fad Gadget,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bush Tetras,
Suburban Knight,
DNA,
Minnie Riperton,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Index,
Nas,
Moebius,
Aswad,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Lalann,
Dark Day,
Symarip,
Barclay James Harvest,
James White and The Blacks,
Robert Görl,
Dead Boys,
D'Angelo,
Basic Channel,
Jeff Lynne,
Yaz,
Underground Resistance,
Amazonics,
Kerrie Biddell,
Tom Boy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Monochrome Set,
Arcadia,
The Divine Comedy,
Make Up,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.