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 Croatia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Malaria! to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Altered Images tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Marmalade,
Jeff Lynne,
The Zeros,
The Music Machine,
FM Einheit,
Fear,
John Cale,
Tears for Fears,
The Smoke,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Star Department,
Letta Mbulu,
Fela Kuti,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Invisible,
Traffic Nightmare,
June of 44,
The Pretty Things,
The Human League,
Youth Brigade,
Animal Collective,
Unwound,
David McCallum,
Soulsonic Force,
Joyce Sims,
Minny Pops,
Popol Vuh,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
LL Cool J,
Deadbeat,
DJ Style,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Gong,
The Moody Blues,
Minutemen,
Robert Görl,
Blancmange,
Lakeside,
Yellowson,
Warren Ellis,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
The Velvet Underground,
Scientists,
Cameo,
Pole,
Maurizio,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Fuzztones,
The Seeds,
Judy Mowatt,
The Blackbyrds,
Japan,
The Residents,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gabor Szabo,
Rites of Spring,
Anthony Braxton,
John Foxx,
Lee Hazlewood,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.