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 Oman and from Lyon.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Colin Newman to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Davy DMX. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Divine Comedy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Oblivians record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Godley & Creme,
The Sisters of Mercy,
MC5,
Whodini,
Funkadelic,
Cal Tjader,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Iggy Pop,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Wings,
The Sonics,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Slackers,
Donald Byrd,
The Detroit Cobras,
Y Pants,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lower 48,
The Monochrome Set,
Lalo Schifrin,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Beau Brummels,
MDC,
Sugar Minott,
Shoche,
The Fortunes,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Kas Product,
Groovy Waters,
Kaleidoscope,
Charles Mingus,
JFA,
The Motions,
Maurizio,
Dennis Brown,
New Order,
The Grass Roots,
Pierre Henry,
Cheater Slicks,
The Martian,
Vladislav Delay,
Cymande,
Stiv Bators,
Anakelly,
Inner City,
Ice-T,
Harmonia,
Bang On A Can,
Ornette Coleman,
Visage,
Donny Hathaway,
Niagra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Robert Görl,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.