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 Macedonia and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Model 500 to the grime kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 X-101. All the underground hits.
All Magma tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul II Soul record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Tears for Fears,
Pet Shop Boys,
Japan,
Alton Ellis,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
Circle Jerks,
Neil Young,
Severed Heads,
Matthew Bourne,
Liliput,
Swell Maps,
Howard Jones,
EPMD,
Negative Approach,
Tim Buckley,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fat Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Audionom,
Kerrie Biddell,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
8 Eyed Spy,
Deepchord,
Piero Umiliani,
Mars,
Unwound,
The Pop Group,
Flipper,
The Residents,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Delon & Dalcan,
Pere Ubu,
Popol Vuh,
UT,
Jawbox,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Sonics,
Flamin' Groovies,
Slave,
Lakeside,
Faust,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lungfish,
Dead Boys,
The Blues Magoos,
10cc,
Warsaw,
Rites of Spring,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aloha Tigers,
Delta 5,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ronan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Derrick Morgan,
Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust, Saccharine Trust.
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.