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 Japan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Technova to the rap 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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Anakelly tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Halsall,
The Gun Club,
The Monochrome Set,
Reuben Wilson,
Masters at Work,
Roxy Music,
Lalann,
Subhumans,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Intrusion,
Ten City,
Trumans Water,
Johnny Clarke,
Byron Stingily,
Marine Girls,
D'Angelo,
10cc,
Lakeside,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Sun City Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
Sam Rivers,
Ice-T,
Ronan,
Robert Görl,
The Martian,
The Residents,
DNA,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Hashim,
Todd Terry,
Johnny Osbourne,
Fela Kuti,
Deepchord,
Eddi Front,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
June Days,
Bobby Womack,
Rhythm & Sound,
Deadbeat,
Al Stewart,
Don Cherry,
The Saints,
Mantronix,
Nik Kershaw,
AZ,
Funky Four + One,
Gabor Szabo,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Gastr Del Sol,
Easy Going,
X-Ray Spex,
Hasil Adkins,
Bootsy Collins,
Lee Hazlewood,
Liliput,
Nirvana,
Moss Icon,
Porter Ricks,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.