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 Latvia and from Philadelphia.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 Tomorrow to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
AZ,
Althea and Donna,
The Walker Brothers,
Vladislav Delay,
Cymande,
Metal Thangz,
Skaos,
Lebanon Hanover,
Anakelly,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Doobie Brothers,
Animal Collective,
a-ha,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
La Düsseldorf,
Gang Starr,
The Doors,
Urselle,
Crispian St. Peters,
DNA,
The Saints,
The Gun Club,
ABC,
Kaleidoscope,
Donny Hathaway,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Pagans,
Massinfluence,
The Names,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Last Poets,
Loose Ends,
X-102,
Ultimate Spinach,
Eddi Front,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hot Snakes,
Henry Cow,
Icehouse,
Franke,
Outsiders,
the Slits,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Spandau Ballet,
Piero Umiliani,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Gories,
A Certain Ratio,
Procol Harum,
Terry Callier,
Rakim,
The Misunderstood,
Unrelated Segments,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Happenings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Joensuu 1685,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green, Gang Green.
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.