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 Sweden and from Copenhagen.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Jimmy McGriff to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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 Chocolate Watch Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
John Foxx,
Gang Green,
June of 44,
Dave Gahan,
The Busters,
Rekid,
Roy Ayers,
Metal Thangz,
Khruangbin,
Bluetip,
Albert Ayler,
Cameo,
Crash Course in Science,
L. Decosne,
Camberwell Now,
Whodini,
Moss Icon,
Harpers Bizarre,
the Bar-Kays,
Bobby Byrd,
Ten City,
The Fire Engines,
Swell Maps,
Funky Four + One,
John Cale,
Chris Corsano,
The Motions,
Traffic Nightmare,
Freddie Wadling,
The Music Machine,
Rites of Spring,
The Star Department,
Derrick Morgan,
The Angels of Light,
Colin Newman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Hardrive,
Delta 5,
Symarip,
Tubeway Army,
Faust,
Nick Fraelich,
The Offenders,
Mission of Burma,
Joensuu 1685,
Susan Cadogan,
Massinfluence,
Terry Callier,
T. Rex,
Livin' Joy,
The Moleskins,
The Fortunes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Count Five,
Erykah Badu,
The Slackers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.