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 Kuwait and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 David McCallum to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Vogues 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Technova record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
The Wake,
Cheater Slicks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
James White and The Blacks,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Brothers Johnson,
Toni Rubio,
Y Pants,
Fela Kuti,
Simply Red,
The Doobie Brothers,
John Coltrane,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Scan 7,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Fall,
PIL,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Girls At Our Best!,
Vainqueur,
Swell Maps,
Leonard Cohen,
John Lydon,
One Last Wish,
Organ,
Bluetip,
Joyce Sims,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Eddi Front,
Camberwell Now,
Japan,
The Martian,
Freddie Wadling,
Section 25,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Barclay James Harvest,
Colin Newman,
Tubeway Army,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hasil Adkins,
Roxy Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gerry Rafferty,
Iggy Pop,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Durutti Column,
The Litter,
The Happenings,
The Pretty Things,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Juan Atkins,
Heaven 17,
The Vogues,
Shuggie Otis,
Skaos,
CMW,
Kayak,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bronski Beat,
kango's stein massive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.