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 Austria and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Bologna.
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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Agitation Free to the jazz 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 Icehouse. All the underground hits.
All B.T. Express tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Unwound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Flesh Eaters,
The Buckinghams,
Magazine,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
David Axelrod,
Yaz,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rod Modell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Q and Not U,
Fear,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultravox,
Liliput,
Pole,
Absolute Body Control,
Inner City,
Darondo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joey Negro,
Youth Brigade,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Subhumans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Johnny Clarke,
The Stooges,
Rekid,
The Gun Club,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Wolf Eyes,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Real Kids,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gong,
Masters at Work,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Drexciya,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
OOIOO,
Bizarre Inc.,
10cc,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fatback Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Davy DMX,
Aural Exciters,
Barry Ungar,
Zapp,
Smog,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Vogues,
These Immortal Souls,
Kerri Chandler,
Man Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
One Last Wish,
Barrington Levy,
Camberwell Now,
The Barracudas,
The Moody Blues,
Neu!,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.