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 Somalia and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Saints to the grunge 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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Tomorrow,
Eden Ahbez,
Moebius,
Bronski Beat,
Scan 7,
Monks,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Cowsills,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Minny Pops,
The Motions,
The Buckinghams,
Suicide,
The Leaves,
The Happenings,
Cal Tjader,
Essential Logic,
The Last Poets,
Alphaville,
Section 25,
Eric Copeland,
Q65,
Freddie Wadling,
Toni Rubio,
Q and Not U,
Sun Ra,
Sister Nancy,
Aaron Thompson,
The Zeros,
Warren Ellis,
Radiopuhelimet,
Johnny Osbourne,
Quadrant,
Los Fastidios,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lakeside,
These Immortal Souls,
The Names,
Bill Near,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Juan Atkins,
Ponytail,
Brand Nubian,
Aural Exciters,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
the Swans,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Terry Callier,
Rakim,
The Divine Comedy,
The Cramps,
Youth Brigade,
Blancmange,
The Gladiators,
Magma,
The Walker Brothers,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Kas Product,
Eli Mardock,
The Litter, The Litter, The Litter, The Litter.
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.