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 Lesotho and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Jacques Brel to the funk 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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All Audionom tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mandrill record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 8 Eyed Spy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
E-Dancer,
Bang On A Can,
Television Personalities,
Cheater Slicks,
The Associates,
Fear,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bauhaus,
Ossler,
Rotary Connection,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Move,
Howard Jones,
Inner City,
Cal Tjader,
Piero Umiliani,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rufus Thomas,
Adolescents,
Jawbox,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
La Düsseldorf,
Kas Product,
Henry Cow,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Barracudas,
Ultimate Spinach,
Janne Schatter,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
David Axelrod,
Lou Christie,
Marshall Jefferson,
DNA,
Chris Corsano,
Archie Shepp,
F. McDonald,
The Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
World's Most,
Ohio Players,
Jerry's Kids,
Aswad,
These Immortal Souls,
Minutemen,
Animal Collective,
Roger Hodgson,
Gabor Szabo,
The Birthday Party,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Sällskapet,
Iggy Pop,
Pet Shop Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
Brand Nubian,
Camouflage,
AZ,
The Wake,
Franke,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.