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 Austria and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Hong Kong.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Scientists to the techno 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 The Victims. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Average White Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quantec,
Cecil Taylor,
Morten Harket,
The Standells,
The Gap Band,
Average White Band,
Little Man,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mandrill,
Ten City,
Moebius,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Joe Smooth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ken Boothe,
Idris Muhammad,
Steve Hackett,
DJ Sneak,
Panda Bear,
Oblivians,
The Five Americans,
Dark Day,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Susan Cadogan,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Flag,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lindisfarne,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharoah Sanders,
Flipper,
The Golliwogs,
Yellowson,
Banda Bassotti,
Pet Shop Boys,
Dual Sessions,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gichy Dan,
These Immortal Souls,
Marmalade,
Soul II Soul,
Babytalk,
MC5,
Zero Boys,
the Slits,
Monolake,
Eddi Front,
MDC,
David McCallum,
Tres Demented,
Tubeway Army,
James White and The Blacks,
The Shadows of Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tommy Roe,
Minnie Riperton,
Drexciya,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.