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 Germany and from Lille.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Houston.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Ultravox to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Pole tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Section 25 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Shadows of Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Sight & Sound,
Jawbox,
the Sonics,
Black Pus,
Soulsonic Force,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Silicon Teens,
Quadrant,
Boogie Down Productions,
Interpol,
Thompson Twins,
Kerrie Biddell,
James White and The Blacks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bronski Beat,
Janne Schatter,
Roger Hodgson,
Rosa Yemen,
Echospace,
Rhythm & Sound,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Subhumans,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Jacques Brel,
Bluetip,
Neu!,
David Axelrod,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kerri Chandler,
Patti Smith,
Suicide,
Tropical Tobacco,
Soft Machine,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
H. Thieme,
London Community Gospel Choir,
OOIOO,
Talk Talk,
The Moody Blues,
The Fuzztones,
Popol Vuh,
ABBA,
World's Most,
Yaz,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Desert Stars,
Harry Pussy,
Infiniti,
Sexual Harrassment,
Wire,
Fugazi,
FM Einheit,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
The Real Kids,
The Skatalites,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.