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 Bulgaria and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Soul Sonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Sex Pistols tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alison Limerick record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Grandmaster Flash,
Henry Cow,
The Techniques,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Basic Channel,
The Grass Roots,
Spoonie Gee,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Rhythm & Sound,
It's A Beautiful Day,
FM Einheit,
David Bowie,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Public Enemy,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Fat Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Livin' Joy,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
X-102,
The Litter,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kayak,
Lungfish,
Surgeon,
Graham Central Station,
Jacob Miller,
Thee Headcoats,
Sugar Minott,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Franke,
Porter Ricks,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
Clear Light,
Traffic Nightmare,
Von Mondo,
Moby Grape,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Q65,
Pantaleimon,
Oblivians,
Echospace,
Metal Thangz,
Kurtis Blow,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Icehouse,
Negative Approach,
Scrapy,
Little Man,
the Bar-Kays,
Excepter,
Mission of Burma,
Marmalade,
Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood, Robert Hood.
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.