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 Iran and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Susan Cadogan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rites of Spring record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marmalade,
The Beau Brummels,
Monks,
Technova,
Ralphi Rosario,
Accadde A,
Joe Smooth,
Bauhaus,
Scratch Acid,
Brass Construction,
Matthew Halsall,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lyres,
The Gories,
Alice Coltrane,
The Move,
Zapp,
New York Dolls,
the Normal,
X-Ray Spex,
Swell Maps,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Basic Channel,
The Durutti Column,
Cal Tjader,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Joy Division,
Silicon Teens,
Niagra,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
AZ,
The Happenings,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gong,
Loose Ends,
Man Parrish,
Jeff Lynne,
The American Breed,
Oblivians,
Todd Rundgren,
The Velvet Underground,
Iggy Pop,
Kayak,
Grauzone,
Outsiders,
Deadbeat,
Moby Grape,
The Smoke,
Skriet,
Reuben Wilson,
Ituana,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Hood,
Radiopuhelimet,
Sister Nancy,
Sonny Sharrock,
Johnny Osbourne,
June of 44,
The Gap Band,
The Moody Blues,
Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth, Man Eating Sloth.
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.