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 Ukraine and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 E-Dancer to the rap 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All The Skatalites tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül II record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mark Hollis,
Marcia Griffiths,
The New Christs,
ABC,
Harry Pussy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jeff Mills,
Amon Düül,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Music Machine,
Peter and Kerry,
MC5,
Ultra Naté,
Magma,
China Crisis,
X-102,
Echospace,
Cameo,
Yellowson,
Oblivians,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Cowsills,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Theoretical Girls,
The Wake,
Bill Near,
The Saints,
The Move,
Ten City,
Frankie Knuckles,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funky Four + One,
Dawn Penn,
Hardrive,
Neil Young,
Joensuu 1685,
Absolute Body Control,
The Happenings,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Evens,
Al Stewart,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Half Japanese,
Joy Division,
The Searchers,
Pierre Henry,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Motorama,
Yaz,
Radio Birdman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Prince Buster,
Graham Central Station,
Henry Cow,
Brothers Johnson,
Sun Ra,
Tears for Fears,
Crash Course in Science,
Connie Case,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.