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 Latvia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Japan to the jazz 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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All Manfred Mann's Earth Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
FM Einheit,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marc Almond,
Peter & Gordon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Basic Channel,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
MC5,
Spandau Ballet,
Guru Guru,
Deakin,
Ponytail,
The Monochrome Set,
Youth Brigade,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeff Mills,
F. McDonald,
Deadbeat,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Howard Jones,
Magma,
The Divine Comedy,
David Bowie,
the Fania All-Stars,
Dawn Penn,
Nik Kershaw,
June of 44,
Shuggie Otis,
Traffic Nightmare,
Newcleus,
Scott Walker,
The Residents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Human League,
Dennis Brown,
The Dead C,
Swell Maps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Moebius,
Pylon,
Mantronix,
New York Dolls,
Bill Near,
H. Thieme,
Rites of Spring,
Drexciya,
Darondo,
Toni Rubio,
Hashim,
T. Rex,
Au Pairs,
Derrick Morgan,
Bob Dylan,
The Tremeloes,
Yellowson,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.