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 Benin and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Average White Band to the electroclash 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Dead C,
Swell Maps,
Adolescents,
Sparks,
The Offenders,
Niagra,
Bluetip,
Lee Hazlewood,
Minny Pops,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rotary Connection,
Chrome,
Amazonics,
Urselle,
Shoche,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Buckinghams,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Kinks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears,
Bob Dylan,
Sex Pistols,
Saccharine Trust,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kenny Larkin,
PIL,
The Angels of Light,
The Real Kids,
The Fall,
Animal Collective,
Supertramp,
Subhumans,
Amon Düül,
Jacob Miller,
Sound Behaviour,
Rosa Yemen,
Infiniti,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Harmonia,
Schoolly D,
New Order,
Aural Exciters,
Rapeman,
Faraquet,
Jawbox,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Mo-Dettes,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Style,
Letta Mbulu,
Nico,
Leonard Cohen,
Deadbeat,
Depeche Mode,
Cheater Slicks,
Altered Images,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.