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 Korea South and from Manchester.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Panda Bear to the grime 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All The Searchers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Zero Boys,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Echospace,
The Fire Engines,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alice Coltrane,
Lou Christie,
Magazine,
Kaleidoscope,
Ohio Players,
Marc Almond,
Marine Girls,
Ultravox,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Half Japanese,
Fugazi,
Drexciya,
Oneida,
The Mojo Men,
Sam Rivers,
Index,
Marvin Gaye,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Amon Düül,
Intrusion,
John Lydon,
Joyce Sims,
Johnny Osbourne,
Leonard Cohen,
The Electric Prunes,
the Soft Cell,
Rosa Yemen,
Ralphi Rosario,
Crispian St. Peters,
Youth Brigade,
Surgeon,
Spandau Ballet,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Donald Byrd,
Kool Moe Dee,
CMW,
Todd Terry,
John Foxx,
The Moleskins,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Tom Boy,
Smog,
Scott Walker,
T.S.O.L.,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
The Offenders,
Sister Nancy,
Tubeway Army,
Monolake,
Quando Quango,
PIL,
Tommy Roe,
Brothers Johnson,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Zeros,
Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown, Dennis Brown.
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.