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 Malaysia and from Madrid.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 The Mojo Men to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roger Hodgson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rapeman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Modern Lovers,
Blossom Toes,
Sam Rivers,
Theoretical Girls,
David Bowie,
In Retrospect,
Tears for Fears,
The Star Department,
Simply Red,
Scrapy,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Rites of Spring,
The Busters,
Chris Corsano,
Todd Terry,
Max Romeo,
Model 500,
Index,
Eyeless In Gaza,
the Normal,
Groovy Waters,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Knickerbockers,
Masters at Work,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
kango's stein massive,
Bad Manners,
Lebanon Hanover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
L. Decosne,
Con Funk Shun,
The Velvet Underground,
The Techniques,
Hasil Adkins,
Pylon,
Davy DMX,
Second Layer,
The Saints,
Joe Finger,
Crime,
Cluster,
Michelle Simonal,
Mars,
Ronnie Foster,
Make Up,
Icehouse,
OOIOO,
Nas,
Blancmange,
The Golliwogs,
48th St. Collective,
Moss Icon,
Glenn Branca,
The Moleskins,
The Misunderstood,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
The Cramps,
Arthur Verocai,
Livin' Joy,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids, Richard Hell and the Voidoids.
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.