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 Tunisia and from Philadelphia.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Quando Quango to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Organ. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maleditus Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The New Christs,
Young Marble Giants,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nirvana,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scientists,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Lower 48,
a-ha,
Shuggie Otis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sun City Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Mandrill,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Human League,
The Dirtbombs,
Bush Tetras,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wings,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
R.M.O.,
The Doobie Brothers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Human League,
Mission of Burma,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Angels of Light,
Urselle,
Howard Jones,
Alphaville,
The Saints,
Glambeats Corp.,
Nico,
Patti Smith,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Neu!,
Desert Stars,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Kenny Larkin,
Harmonia,
Steve Hackett,
Rotary Connection,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare,
Suicide,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Fugs,
Dave Gahan,
cv313,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Lalann,
Fat Boys,
Connie Case,
Archie Shepp,
Mark Hollis,
Henry Cow,
Sun Ra,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.