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 Serbia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Walker Brothers to the dance 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 Maleditus Sound. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yaz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
D'Angelo,
Harpers Bizarre,
Anthony Braxton,
Erasure,
Kenny Larkin,
Wally Richardson,
Q and Not U,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Scott Walker,
Colin Newman,
Model 500,
Eden Ahbez,
Guru Guru,
Oblivians,
Youth Brigade,
The Human League,
Agent Orange,
Isaac Hayes,
Rites of Spring,
The Evens,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
The Selecter,
Deakin,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nirvana,
Spoonie Gee,
Leonard Cohen,
Agitation Free,
The American Breed,
Mo-Dettes,
Rotary Connection,
Barbara Tucker,
Juan Atkins,
Flipper,
Zapp,
Stiv Bators,
Mary Jane Girls,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Royal Trux,
Camouflage,
Infiniti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sonny Sharrock,
Average White Band,
The Divine Comedy,
Mark Hollis,
the Association,
Sparks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Martian,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Spandau Ballet,
Scrapy,
Eric B and Rakim,
Cal Tjader,
Los Fastidios,
Mad Mike,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.