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 Japan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Blackbyrds to the disco 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 Quando Quango. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neu! record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jimmy McGriff,
Patti Smith,
Leonard Cohen,
Sun City Girls,
the Normal,
The Neon Judgement,
Radiohead,
Goldenarms,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Loose Ends,
Jacob Miller,
Lindisfarne,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kayak,
Reagan Youth,
Lungfish,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Sixth Finger,
Liliput,
Visage,
Erasure,
Flamin' Groovies,
John Foxx,
Wasted Youth,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minor Threat,
Gabor Szabo,
Audionom,
8 Eyed Spy,
Carl Craig,
Neil Young,
Faraquet,
Depeche Mode,
Aloha Tigers,
Zero Boys,
Clear Light,
Camouflage,
Lower 48,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eric Copeland,
Joe Finger,
Grey Daturas,
Faust,
Matthew Halsall,
Kurtis Blow,
Television,
The Evens,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Prince Buster,
Tim Buckley,
The Dead C,
Charles Mingus,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Al Stewart,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra, Electric Light Orchestra.
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.