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 Taiwan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Nico to the dance 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Rundgren,
Niagra,
Icehouse,
the Association,
John Foxx,
Anakelly,
Eric Copeland,
The Doobie Brothers,
DJ Style,
Kerri Chandler,
Juan Atkins,
Ralphi Rosario,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bill Wells,
Liliput,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bang On A Can,
The Zeros,
Cameo,
Barbara Tucker,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bobby Sherman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Doors,
Chrome,
Bobby Womack,
Mad Mike,
MDC,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Roger Hodgson,
the Bar-Kays,
Darondo,
Deadbeat,
Television Personalities,
Minor Threat,
The Blackbyrds,
Buzzcocks,
Infiniti,
Simply Red,
Fela Kuti,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
H. Thieme,
Sugar Minott,
Dual Sessions,
Wasted Youth,
Matthew Bourne,
Severed Heads,
Colin Newman,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Faraquet,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
UT,
Johnny Clarke,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Eric Dolphy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.