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 Laos and from London.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Electric Prunes to the techno 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 Marine Girls. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Be Bop Deluxe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Finger,
Urselle,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Procol Harum,
Amon Düül,
Steve Hackett,
Peter & Gordon,
Godley & Creme,
Arthur Verocai,
The New Christs,
Newcleus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Trumans Water,
Byron Stingily,
Minor Threat,
Eric Dolphy,
Sam Rivers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Shoche,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Mills,
David McCallum,
Morten Harket,
the Normal,
Model 500,
Agent Orange,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bill Wells,
Underground Resistance,
Lebanon Hanover,
Technova,
Blancmange,
The Searchers,
Donny Hathaway,
John Coltrane,
Rakim,
Camouflage,
Max Romeo,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ludus,
Sonny Sharrock,
Swell Maps,
Radiohead,
Al Stewart,
Tim Buckley,
Smog,
Eddi Front,
Quantec,
MDC,
Peter and Kerry,
Ronnie Foster,
Mars,
Anthony Braxton,
Unrelated Segments,
Zero Boys,
The Smoke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
FM Einheit,
Fugazi,
Stiv Bators,
The Cowsills,
Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl, Robert Görl.
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.