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 Germany 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 1966 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro 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 Nils Olav to the rock 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 Fania All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Desert Stars 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lou Reed & John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Procol Harum,
Arab on Radar,
Amon Düül II,
Ten City,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Patti Smith,
Neil Young,
Max Romeo,
The American Breed,
The Beau Brummels,
Echospace,
Schoolly D,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wally Richardson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Flash Fearless,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
Amazonics,
The Toasters,
Shoche,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Parry Music,
Kurtis Blow,
Joey Negro,
Rhythm & Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Lou Reed,
Grandmaster Flash,
Warsaw,
The Smoke,
FM Einheit,
Jeru the Damaja,
Radiohead,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Livin' Joy,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Danielle Patucci,
Leonard Cohen,
Second Layer,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Public Image Ltd.,
Yazoo,
the Swans,
Hoover,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Alphaville,
The Offenders,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donald Byrd,
Suburban Knight,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Byron Stingily,
Black Pus,
Essential Logic,
The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues, The Moody Blues.
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.