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 Azerbaijan and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin 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 Little Man to the punk 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 Pet Shop Boys. All the underground hits.
All Louis and Bebe Barron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Althea and Donna 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
New Age Steppers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Buzzcocks,
Y Pants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aloha Tigers,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Grey Daturas,
Amazonics,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fugs,
Archie Shepp,
Ultra Naté,
Ronan,
Neil Young,
Marc Almond,
Matthew Bourne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Q65,
Brass Construction,
The Young Rascals,
Maleditus Sound,
Toni Rubio,
ABC,
Bill Near,
Pulsallama,
The Electric Prunes,
Lou Christie,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
La Düsseldorf,
Lungfish,
Tommy Roe,
Fatback Band,
Gabor Szabo,
Eddi Front,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Crooked Eye,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fela Kuti,
Public Enemy,
Jerry's Kids,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arcadia,
Blossom Toes,
Youth Brigade,
the Soft Cell,
Big Daddy Kane,
Newcleus,
Kayak,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Royal Trux,
Quando Quango,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Japan,
The Gun Club,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.