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 Mexico and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Invisible to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Tom Boy. All the underground hits.
All Flamin' Groovies tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Jesus and Mary Chain record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeru the Damaja record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Swans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Josef K,
X-Ray Spex,
Fela Kuti,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
The Leaves,
Tomorrow,
The Remains,
The Golliwogs,
Mission of Burma,
Infiniti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Little Man,
Newcleus,
Dennis Brown,
Oblivians,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Monochrome Set,
David Axelrod,
Swell Maps,
Alton Ellis,
Barclay James Harvest,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Grass Roots,
Mandrill,
Scratch Acid,
The Real Kids,
Eddi Front,
Eli Mardock,
Glambeats Corp.,
Altered Images,
Delta 5,
Brothers Johnson,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Residents,
Hot Snakes,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Talk Talk,
David McCallum,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Essential Logic,
The Shadows of Knight,
Laurel Aitken,
The Blackbyrds,
John Foxx,
LL Cool J,
Quando Quango,
The Angels of Light,
Niagra,
a-ha,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Lou Christie,
Brick,
Tim Buckley,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.