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 Montenegro and from Bremen.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 synthesizer 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 Ice-T to the jazz 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 Mantronix. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Ponytail,
Half Japanese,
Soul II Soul,
Underground Resistance,
Tubeway Army,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobby Sherman,
Donald Byrd,
Gang Starr,
Banda Bassotti,
Gregory Isaacs,
Fat Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
Scrapy,
Derrick Morgan,
Godley & Creme,
The Seeds,
The Busters,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Easy Going,
The Fall,
X-102,
The Star Department,
June Days,
Kas Product,
Bad Manners,
Lyres,
Marvin Gaye,
Liliput,
Guru Guru,
Reuben Wilson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Tropical Tobacco,
Amazonics,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott Heron,
Dark Day,
Soft Cell,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Delta 5,
Brick,
10cc,
Excepter,
D'Angelo,
The Invisible,
Average White Band,
Symarip,
Henry Cow,
Gang of Four,
Harry Pussy,
Bush Tetras,
Isaac Hayes,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Ken Boothe,
Babytalk,
Niagra,
Roxette,
Alice Coltrane,
The Searchers,
Main Source,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.