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 Greece and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Victims to the funk 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach 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 punk 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Circle Jerks,
MC5,
Jacques Brel,
The Busters,
The Mojo Men,
David Axelrod,
Hashim,
Neu!,
Suburban Knight,
Cybotron,
World's Most,
Fugazi,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Moss Icon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Von Mondo,
John Foxx,
Magma,
Con Funk Shun,
ABC,
Oblivians,
The Trojans,
This Heat,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Adolescents,
Stockholm Monsters,
Gang Green,
John Holt,
Joyce Sims,
Radio Birdman,
8 Eyed Spy,
OOIOO,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gang of Four,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Scratch Acid,
New Order,
AZ,
Simply Red,
The Index,
The Red Krayola,
Black Bananas,
Soft Cell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ornette Coleman,
Wasted Youth,
The Names,
The Victims,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Fat Boys,
Inner City,
Boz Scaggs,
Robert Hood,
Black Flag,
The Moleskins,
Das Ding,
Janne Schatter,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.