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 Cambodia and from Shanghai.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Henry Cow. All the underground hits.
All The Martian tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Terry Callier 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Duran Duran record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Pagans,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rosa Yemen,
Mars,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sparks,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Smiths,
R.M.O.,
Pere Ubu,
Todd Terry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Funkadelic,
Jerry's Kids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Animal Collective,
Dead Boys,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Andrew Hill,
Tim Buckley,
Joyce Sims,
The Moleskins,
Malaria!,
In Retrospect,
Idris Muhammad,
The Raincoats,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Rakim,
Panda Bear,
Grandmaster Flash,
Stiv Bators,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jeff Lynne,
Tres Demented,
Zapp,
Nico,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Aswad,
Supertramp,
Quando Quango,
Black Flag,
Dave Gahan,
Guru Guru,
Joe Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
The J.B.'s,
The Associates,
Gerry Rafferty,
Marmalade,
MC5,
Tubeway Army,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Soul II Soul,
Donny Hathaway,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
L. Decosne,
Bobby Sherman,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Skarface,
Scan 7,
the Sonics,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.