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 Laos and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Knickerbockers to the punk 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 Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Grass Roots record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pet Shop Boys,
The Five Americans,
Stereo Dub,
Robert Wyatt,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Supertramp,
The Saints,
Franke,
James White and The Blacks,
Nils Olav,
Skarface,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gories,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
R.M.O.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Index,
Bauhaus,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Joy Division,
Main Source,
JFA,
Moss Icon,
Circle Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Janne Schatter,
the Germs,
The Monochrome Set,
Warsaw,
Josef K,
The Moleskins,
Essential Logic,
Rekid,
Donald Byrd,
The American Breed,
Sarah Menescal,
Suicide,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jawbox,
Aaron Thompson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Guru Guru,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye,
Fela Kuti,
X-102,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arcadia,
The Sound,
Television Personalities,
Thompson Twins,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fuzztones,
Amazonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Gang Dance,
Easy Going,
Gang of Four,
DJ Sneak,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
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.