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 China and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Soft Cell to the rap 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 Clear Light. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Whodini,
Alison Limerick,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Camberwell Now,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Drexciya,
Aaron Thompson,
Scott Walker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Monolake,
Agitation Free,
Roxy Music,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Danielle Patucci,
The Kinks,
Blossom Toes,
10cc,
the Germs,
Lower 48,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Flipper,
Altered Images,
ABBA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultravox,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Organ,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Smoke,
The Blues Magoos,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
R.M.O.,
Warsaw,
Hot Snakes,
Subhumans,
One Last Wish,
Slick Rick,
Mandrill,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Josef K,
Deadbeat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Avey Tare,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Slave,
Black Moon,
Thompson Twins,
The Knickerbockers,
Section 25,
Kerri Chandler,
Brass Construction,
Fad Gadget,
The Real Kids,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Wire,
Yellowson,
Swans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mad Mike,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.