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 Malaysia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Human League to the electroclash 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 The Velvet Underground. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Banda Bassotti,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Jeff Mills,
L. Decosne,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pierre Henry,
Outsiders,
Dennis Brown,
Groovy Waters,
Motorama,
Rotary Connection,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fire Engines,
Wings,
Roxette,
Pere Ubu,
Toni Rubio,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Maleditus Sound,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rod Modell,
PIL,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amazonics,
The Seeds,
Slick Rick,
Severed Heads,
The Tremeloes,
Carl Craig,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Jawbox,
MDC,
Television,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sällskapet,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The American Breed,
R.M.O.,
Byron Stingily,
Dual Sessions,
the Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Brick,
Siglo XX,
Marc Almond,
Organ,
Matthew Halsall,
The Count Five,
Simply Red,
Soul Sonic Force,
DNA,
Susan Cadogan,
a-ha,
Sonic Youth,
Eli Mardock,
The Detroit Cobras,
Goldenarms,
Sister Nancy,
Moby Grape,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.