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 Japan and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 synthesizer 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 Dorothy Ashby to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All The Move tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Victims,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Excepter,
DJ Style,
The Moleskins,
Oblivians,
The Names,
Nation of Ulysses,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jeff Lynne,
Dual Sessions,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sparks,
World's Most,
Von Mondo,
Terry Callier,
Lou Christie,
Black Sheep,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
Michelle Simonal,
Bad Manners,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fire Engines,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Zero Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fugs,
The Buckinghams,
Freddie Wadling,
AZ,
Slick Rick,
John Lydon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Juan Atkins,
Flipper,
Black Flag,
FM Einheit,
Surgeon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Hashim,
Minutemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Duran Duran,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Barbara Tucker,
Warsaw,
Flash Fearless,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Coltrane,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
New York Dolls,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maleditus Sound,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops, Minny Pops.
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.