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 Gabon and from Mumbai.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar 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 Thompson Twins to the grunge 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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Anakelly,
Talk Talk,
Nico,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Copeland,
The Star Department,
Kenny Larkin,
The Electric Prunes,
Jesper Dahlback,
Barrington Levy,
The Slits,
Au Pairs,
The Cowsills,
Ultravox,
Tres Demented,
The Leaves,
Rapeman,
Aural Exciters,
Moebius,
10cc,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Average White Band,
Ponytail,
Negative Approach,
Arcadia,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Q and Not U,
Judy Mowatt,
Gang Starr,
Yazoo,
Boz Scaggs,
Procol Harum,
Janne Schatter,
Bobby Byrd,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Sonics,
Goldenarms,
Girls At Our Best!,
Yellowson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Amazonics,
Lucky Dragons,
Soft Cell,
Adolescents,
Traffic Nightmare,
Unwound,
Index,
KRS-One,
Deadbeat,
The Slackers,
Fear,
Newcleus,
Intrusion,
Marc Almond,
Television Personalities,
Agitation Free,
Junior Murvin,
The Moleskins,
Sarah Menescal,
Ten City,
Skaos,
Rites of Spring,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.