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 Burkina and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Moleskins to the jazz 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gap Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vainqueur 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?
David Bowie,
Make Up,
X-101,
Main Source,
The Trojans,
World's Most,
Drive Like Jehu,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Young Marble Giants,
Moebius,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ornette Coleman,
PIL,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Scan 7,
Kenny Larkin,
Flash Fearless,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Supertramp,
The Remains,
Minnie Riperton,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young,
The Black Dice,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Neon Judgement,
Jeru the Damaja,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Laurel Aitken,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lebanon Hanover,
the Soft Cell,
Reagan Youth,
Q65,
Soul Sonic Force,
Thee Headcoats,
Idris Muhammad,
The Sisters of Mercy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Knickerbockers,
Bill Wells,
Yaz,
Agitation Free,
Bauhaus,
Kool Moe Dee,
Dual Sessions,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Pop Group,
Scion,
Cybotron,
New Order,
Gong,
Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz, Heavy D & The Boyz.
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.