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 Uzbekistan and from Glasgow.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Amon Düül to the funk 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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All The Remains tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed,
Josef K,
Fad Gadget,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ultravox,
The Mummies,
The United States of America,
Bush Tetras,
The Smoke,
Man Parrish,
The Residents,
Nils Olav,
Kerrie Biddell,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra,
Gichy Dan,
Echospace,
The Velvet Underground,
DJ Style,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Morten Harket,
Girls At Our Best!,
Nirvana,
Cheater Slicks,
Skarface,
Pantytec,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Neon Judgement,
Crooked Eye,
The Leaves,
Bobby Byrd,
Trumans Water,
a-ha,
The Fuzztones,
Letta Mbulu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Robert Görl,
Fugazi,
Infiniti,
the Slits,
Fluxion,
Al Stewart,
Agent Orange,
Tim Buckley,
Shoche,
Theoretical Girls,
Ken Boothe,
Fatback Band,
Ten City,
MDC,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Young Rascals,
Sällskapet,
the Sonics,
Scrapy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey, Bobbi Humphrey.
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.