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 Greece and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 10cc to the crunk 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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Beau Brummels record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cowsills,
Pantaleimon,
The Martian,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Jacob Miller,
John Foxx,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
The Fortunes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Fall,
kango's stein massive,
Gang Green,
Todd Terry,
Girls At Our Best!,
10cc,
Parry Music,
Moebius,
Donny Hathaway,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rhythm & Sound,
DJ Style,
Kayak,
The Evens,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hoover,
Roxy Music,
Gong,
Grauzone,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-102,
The Gories,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
One Last Wish,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joensuu 1685,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Vogues,
These Immortal Souls,
Absolute Body Control,
Index,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Dark Day,
Barclay James Harvest,
Arab on Radar,
CMW,
Cheater Slicks,
Flash Fearless,
The J.B.'s,
The Birthday Party,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Smiths,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Fania All-Stars,
Colin Newman,
Davy DMX,
Rod Modell,
Siglo XX,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow, Kurtis Blow.
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.