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 New Zealand and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 MDC to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Seeds. All the underground hits.
All The Blues Magoos tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ultravox 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bob Dylan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Aaron Thompson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radiohead,
The Victims,
Niagra,
Slave,
The Happenings,
E-Dancer,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minny Pops,
The Doobie Brothers,
Scrapy,
Anthony Braxton,
John Foxx,
Hasil Adkins,
Juan Atkins,
Echospace,
Gong,
Albert Ayler,
The Trojans,
Rakim,
Flash Fearless,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Banda Bassotti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Oneida,
Sound Behaviour,
Boredoms,
Scott Walker,
Traffic Nightmare,
Fatback Band,
Mission of Burma,
The Mojo Men,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Pylon,
Bang On A Can,
Fear,
Sällskapet,
New York Dolls,
Marvin Gaye,
Yazoo,
R.M.O.,
Circle Jerks,
The Associates,
Unwound,
Outsiders,
David McCallum,
EPMD,
Joy Division,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lalann,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Janne Schatter,
Marcia Griffiths,
John Cale,
Television Personalities,
Donny Hathaway,
DNA,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.