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 Chad and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 rhodes 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 Duran Duran 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 Nas. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skaos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Gun Club,
Chris & Cosey,
Sight & Sound,
Arcadia,
Popol Vuh,
Icehouse,
David Bowie,
Suicide,
Section 25,
Mission of Burma,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Scientists,
B.T. Express,
Scan 7,
Bronski Beat,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Sherman,
Grauzone,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Cybotron,
Lyres,
The Motions,
Supertramp,
The Pretty Things,
Thee Headcoats,
Lightning Bolt,
Electric Prunes,
Cymande,
The Martian,
Terrestrial Tones,
Parry Music,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Wake,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Funky Four + One,
Tres Demented,
Roxy Music,
Deadbeat,
Model 500,
Pharoah Sanders,
Monolake,
The Seeds,
The Slits,
Lalann,
Banda Bassotti,
Wally Richardson,
The Dead C,
Fat Boys,
Trumans Water,
Rosa Yemen,
Au Pairs,
Crooked Eye,
Can,
Kevin Saunderson,
Qualms,
the Bar-Kays,
Royal Trux,
Fatback Band,
Jerry's Kids,
Janne Schatter,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.