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 Moldova and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 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 Jimmy McGriff to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 L. Decosne. All the underground hits.
All Dual Sessions tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Moleskins 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
The Stooges,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Kurtis Blow,
Mad Mike,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
FM Einheit,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dual Sessions,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
Skaos,
Spoonie Gee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Television Personalities,
Newcleus,
Girls At Our Best!,
Shoche,
Desert Stars,
Intrusion,
The Blackbyrds,
48th St. Collective,
Camberwell Now,
Barclay James Harvest,
Dawn Penn,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gun Club,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Absolute Body Control,
Outsiders,
Moss Icon,
Eden Ahbez,
Japan,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharoah Sanders,
Terry Callier,
Danielle Patucci,
Banda Bassotti,
Prince Buster,
Infiniti,
LL Cool J,
Stockholm Monsters,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Simply Red,
Byron Stingily,
The Modern Lovers,
David McCallum,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Alice Coltrane,
Franke,
Ultravox,
Darondo,
David Axelrod,
Zero Boys,
Ituana,
Niagra,
Black Flag,
The Offenders,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.