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 Chile and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Zapp to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Whodini. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quando Quango record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
Marc Almond,
Juan Atkins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Sam Rivers,
Sandy B,
DJ Style,
Warren Ellis,
Moss Icon,
Das Ding,
Erykah Badu,
The Human League,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lungfish,
Crime,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Pierre Henry,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Sonics,
Ronnie Foster,
Eric Dolphy,
Slick Rick,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ice-T,
Danielle Patucci,
The Selecter,
Procol Harum,
Circle Jerks,
Lalann,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Agitation Free,
Accadde A,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brick,
E-Dancer,
The Walker Brothers,
Guru Guru,
The Toasters,
Symarip,
Soul II Soul,
Derrick Morgan,
Arthur Verocai,
The Fugs,
Deepchord,
The Remains,
June of 44,
Jacques Brel,
The Doobie Brothers,
Soulsonic Force,
Audionom,
Johnny Osbourne,
Panda Bear,
The Smiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Johnny Clarke,
Malaria!,
Section 25,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
D'Angelo,
The Tremeloes,
Gerry Rafferty,
Rod Modell,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.