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 Poland and from New York.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Half Japanese to the dance 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kas Product record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thee Headcoats,
Visage,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Index,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Schoolly D,
Joe Finger,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
E-Dancer,
Pere Ubu,
John Foxx,
The Grass Roots,
Lalo Schifrin,
Surgeon,
The Last Poets,
Cheater Slicks,
Danielle Patucci,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gil Scott Heron,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Janne Schatter,
Harmonia,
the Human League,
The Black Dice,
Grandmaster Flash,
Colin Newman,
The Leaves,
Severed Heads,
Soulsonic Force,
Nico,
DJ Sneak,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harpers Bizarre,
Easy Going,
Procol Harum,
Delta 5,
ABBA,
Public Image Ltd.,
Average White Band,
Godley & Creme,
Blake Baxter,
Matthew Bourne,
Swell Maps,
Lower 48,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Moss Icon,
Sandy B,
Adolescents,
Sixth Finger,
48th St. Collective,
Black Sheep,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Sarah Menescal,
Half Japanese,
Circle Jerks,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.