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 Kiribati and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 organ 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 The Tremeloes to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Yazoo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobbi Humphrey 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a James White and The Blacks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
The Human League,
Donald Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
The Neon Judgement,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Bob Dylan,
Sun City Girls,
Barclay James Harvest,
Scratch Acid,
Young Marble Giants,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Happenings,
Television Personalities,
Cecil Taylor,
Jacques Brel,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Eurythmics,
Tim Buckley,
Model 500,
Black Moon,
Yusef Lateef,
Negative Approach,
Black Bananas,
Terry Callier,
Tubeway Army,
Dual Sessions,
Livin' Joy,
John Cale,
Lindisfarne,
John Foxx,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fat Boys,
Alphaville,
the Human League,
Cybotron,
Davy DMX,
Neil Young,
The Knickerbockers,
OOIOO,
David Axelrod,
Shoche,
The Motions,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Mantronix,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Half Japanese,
Dave Gahan,
Lightning Bolt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Sight & Sound,
H. Thieme,
Outsiders,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Groovy Waters,
Subhumans,
Section 25,
Jeff Lynne,
Lucky Dragons,
kango's stein massive,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.