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 Luxembourg and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Country Joe & The Fish to the disco 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 Cowsills. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Rekid,
Soft Cell,
Shuggie Otis,
The Evens,
Don Cherry,
Rhythm & Sound,
kango's stein massive,
Jerry's Kids,
Joe Finger,
Ituana,
Supertramp,
Khruangbin,
Soul II Soul,
The Beau Brummels,
Brass Construction,
Aaron Thompson,
Quando Quango,
The Shadows of Knight,
Marshall Jefferson,
Kool Moe Dee,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Real Kids,
The Grass Roots,
Robert Hood,
Radio Birdman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Peter & Gordon,
Ralphi Rosario,
OOIOO,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Eddi Front,
Mandrill,
Blake Baxter,
Shoche,
Altered Images,
Stockholm Monsters,
Leonard Cohen,
L. Decosne,
Laurel Aitken,
Parry Music,
Deakin,
Accadde A,
Aural Exciters,
Cheater Slicks,
Fad Gadget,
Skaos,
Marc Almond,
John Foxx,
Masters at Work,
Nick Fraelich,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
B.T. Express,
Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Bauhaus,
Ornette Coleman,
These Immortal Souls,
Bill Wells,
Zapp,
Erasure,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.