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 Tajikistan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1983 at the first Bronski Beat practice in a loft in Brixton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Public Image Ltd. to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All The Mojo Men tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Simply Red 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a X-102 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Amon Düül II,
Q and Not U,
David Bowie,
The Dead C,
ABBA,
KRS-One,
Agitation Free,
Bauhaus,
a-ha,
Flash Fearless,
Slick Rick,
The Red Krayola,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spandau Ballet,
Cecil Taylor,
Bizarre Inc.,
This Heat,
Bill Wells,
Dawn Penn,
The United States of America,
The Neon Judgement,
Lyres,
Pole,
Banda Bassotti,
The Blackbyrds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Dave Clark Five,
Harpers Bizarre,
Sight & Sound,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Moss Icon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Ossler,
Godley & Creme,
The Pretty Things,
Niagra,
Patti Smith,
Camberwell Now,
FM Einheit,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Prince Buster,
Masters at Work,
Newcleus,
The Litter,
DJ Sneak,
Make Up,
Steve Hackett,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bobby Byrd,
Jeff Lynne,
The Misunderstood,
Minnie Riperton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jandek,
LL Cool J,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Womack,
Radiopuhelimet,
Mary Jane Girls,
Model 500,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.