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 United Kingdom and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Joy Division 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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Max Romeo,
Fugazi,
Scan 7,
Pole,
Erasure,
The Cramps,
Rapeman,
Black Pus,
Accadde A,
Mark Hollis,
Soft Cell,
the Bar-Kays,
Television Personalities,
Brass Construction,
Cymande,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Niagra,
Flash Fearless,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fela Kuti,
Little Man,
Gabor Szabo,
Public Image Ltd.,
Essential Logic,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Average White Band,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Piero Umiliani,
Ossler,
The Golliwogs,
The Move,
Bang On A Can,
Quando Quango,
Shuggie Otis,
Amazonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Television,
Visage,
Youth Brigade,
The Trojans,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Last Poets,
The Real Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Nirvana,
R.M.O.,
Dawn Penn,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Depeche Mode,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Normal,
Eric Copeland,
Q65,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.