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 New Zealand and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Anakelly to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 World's Most. All the underground hits.
All The Dave Clark Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crime record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Slick Rick,
Jawbox,
Wings,
The Leaves,
Bad Manners,
Ultravox,
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
Jeru the Damaja,
Franke,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Scientists,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Shoche,
Pere Ubu,
Gabor Szabo,
Lindisfarne,
Joensuu 1685,
John Cale,
Blossom Toes,
Chris & Cosey,
Cybotron,
Magazine,
David Axelrod,
Bill Wells,
Rites of Spring,
Jesper Dahlback,
Quantec,
Aloha Tigers,
The Tremeloes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rod Modell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
David McCallum,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Derrick Morgan,
the Fania All-Stars,
Marine Girls,
Newcleus,
Von Mondo,
MC5,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Procol Harum,
The Angels of Light,
Simply Red,
The Flesh Eaters,
Eric B and Rakim,
Unrelated Segments,
Malaria!,
The Count Five,
Junior Murvin,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Joe Finger,
Talk Talk,
Q65,
The Divine Comedy,
Spandau Ballet,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Lynne,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.