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 Bangladesh and from Copenhagen.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Babytalk to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Interpol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
Bobby Sherman,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Association,
Livin' Joy,
New York Dolls,
Lalo Schifrin,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Lower 48,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Siglo XX,
48th St. Collective,
Cameo,
The Stooges,
the Human League,
Sight & Sound,
Mars,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Alton Ellis,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Moss Icon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Clear Light,
Simply Red,
Dave Gahan,
OOIOO,
The Fall,
Crispy Ambulance,
Terry Callier,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fear,
Spandau Ballet,
Camberwell Now,
Rosa Yemen,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Invisible,
Neil Young,
Laurel Aitken,
Intrusion,
Wolf Eyes,
X-Ray Spex,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Unrelated Segments,
Ludus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rufus Thomas,
Bang On A Can,
Erasure,
Sparks,
Joe Finger,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Young Marble Giants,
Ronan,
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.