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 Poland 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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 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 Bizarre Inc. to the disco 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 Rakim. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Busters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dawn Penn,
Radio Birdman,
Youth Brigade,
The Durutti Column,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Human League,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Martian,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Brothers Johnson,
Alice Coltrane,
Pantytec,
Hashim,
James White and The Blacks,
The Searchers,
The Tremeloes,
Neu!,
Eden Ahbez,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Archie Shepp,
Arthur Verocai,
Roxette,
Vainqueur,
Reagan Youth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New Order,
John Coltrane,
Babytalk,
The Zeros,
DNA,
The Gories,
The Victims,
8 Eyed Spy,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Erasure,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
World's Most,
Aaron Thompson,
Gang Green,
Au Pairs,
Ralphi Rosario,
Arcadia,
Lou Reed,
The Blackbyrds,
Stereo Dub,
Malaria!,
The Skatalites,
Dead Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Colin Newman,
Deadbeat,
Delta 5,
The Evens,
Minny Pops,
Faust,
the Association,
Khruangbin,
Marine Girls,
Pulsallama,
U.S. Maple,
Underground Resistance,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo, Yazoo.
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.