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 France and from Mumbai.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Zeros to the crunk 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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Banda Bassotti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cosmic Jokers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
Los Fastidios,
Bizarre Inc.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Real Kids,
MC5,
Flamin' Groovies,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Names,
ABBA,
Erasure,
E-Dancer,
Steve Hackett,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Gang Dance,
David Axelrod,
Dead Boys,
Sex Pistols,
Basic Channel,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gladiators,
Lower 48,
John Lydon,
Crispy Ambulance,
Desert Stars,
Toni Rubio,
Lalo Schifrin,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rekid,
Juan Atkins,
Royal Trux,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bad Manners,
Quadrant,
Eddi Front,
10cc,
Eurythmics,
Kurtis Blow,
D'Angelo,
The Gories,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rotary Connection,
Boredoms,
Eli Mardock,
Darondo,
Sam Rivers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Gerry Rafferty,
Cameo,
Gabor Szabo,
Heaven 17,
The Evens,
Susan Cadogan,
Quando Quango,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Tubeway Army,
The Five Americans,
The Knickerbockers,
The Associates,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.