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 Croatia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 mellotron 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the funk 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 CMW. All the underground hits.
All Be Bop Deluxe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Offenders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bronski Beat,
Boz Scaggs,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Maurizio,
Minnie Riperton,
Duran Duran,
The Slackers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Bobby Sherman,
The Doobie Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
Yazoo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grey Daturas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Kas Product,
Slave,
Lalann,
The Dirtbombs,
The Walker Brothers,
Oblivians,
Basic Channel,
Wasted Youth,
Kaleidoscope,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Kayak,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Deadbeat,
Junior Murvin,
The Associates,
Arthur Verocai,
Alice Coltrane,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Inner City,
Radiohead,
Steve Hackett,
Marc Almond,
David Bowie,
Deepchord,
The Stooges,
The Zeros,
The Gories,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
H. Thieme,
kango's stein massive,
Index,
Pulsallama,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Brand Nubian,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Misunderstood,
The J.B.'s,
The Names,
The Black Dice,
In Retrospect,
Joe Finger,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.