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 Iraq and from Milan.
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 1967 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))) 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 Toni Rubio. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Clear Light,
Soul II Soul,
Joe Finger,
Sight & Sound,
Severed Heads,
Agent Orange,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Parrish,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Duran Duran,
Erykah Badu,
FM Einheit,
Saccharine Trust,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ronan,
Rakim,
Animal Collective,
The Angels of Light,
ABC,
Vladislav Delay,
Grauzone,
Kool Moe Dee,
Electric Prunes,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Slits,
The Fuzztones,
Delta 5,
Kayak,
Alice Coltrane,
Blancmange,
Lungfish,
Cal Tjader,
Eve St. Jones,
Fugazi,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Quando Quango,
Siglo XX,
Alison Limerick,
Visage,
The Grass Roots,
Theoretical Girls,
Liliput,
Danielle Patucci,
PIL,
Dark Day,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Marmalade,
DJ Sneak,
the Association,
Ituana,
The Beau Brummels,
the Normal,
Gabor Szabo,
Joey Negro,
Marvin Gaye,
Tropical Tobacco,
Oneida,
The Monochrome Set,
ABBA,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mary Jane Girls,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.