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 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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Rotary Connection to the punk 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 The Birthday Party. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxy Music record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 an arpeggiator and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Adolescents,
Max Romeo,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Guru Guru,
Eli Mardock,
UT,
Fear,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
Lou Reed,
Tears for Fears,
The Modern Lovers,
Babytalk,
Hasil Adkins,
Wire,
Pierre Henry,
Nico,
Joensuu 1685,
World's Most,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Ronan,
Magazine,
The Raincoats,
Morten Harket,
Brand Nubian,
Derrick Morgan,
Nick Fraelich,
Lucky Dragons,
10cc,
H. Thieme,
The Barracudas,
Pet Shop Boys,
Minutemen,
The Wake,
Crime,
Isaac Hayes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Todd Rundgren,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Slits,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roger Hodgson,
Nas,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Connie Case,
A Certain Ratio,
Judy Mowatt,
Eurythmics,
Deepchord,
The United States of America,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James White and The Blacks,
Das Ding,
The Standells,
Delon & Dalcan,
Ultimate Spinach,
Minor Threat,
Alphaville,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.