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 Portugal and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Althea and Donna to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Funky Four + One tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Slave,
Joyce Sims,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Television,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amazonics,
Jacques Brel,
The Neon Judgement,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sällskapet,
Wolf Eyes,
Black Bananas,
Cluster,
Soft Machine,
B.T. Express,
Young Marble Giants,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Heaven 17,
LL Cool J,
Public Enemy,
The Buckinghams,
the Human League,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Adolescents,
Sonny Sharrock,
One Last Wish,
Wire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The United States of America,
Sandy B,
China Crisis,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Fela Kuti,
Chris Corsano,
Marine Girls,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scrapy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mo-Dettes,
The Divine Comedy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nils Olav,
Drexciya,
Organ,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gories,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Pierre Henry,
MC5,
Connie Case,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Infiniti,
Sixth Finger,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
John Lydon,
Erasure,
Technova,
Rod Modell,
The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers, The Cosmic Jokers.
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.