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 Panama and from Cairo.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the organ 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 Ornette Coleman to the funk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Ponytail tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
Grandmaster Flash,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Fall,
Sam Rivers,
Dave Gahan,
The Cramps,
The Dead C,
The Count Five,
Altered Images,
Ossler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Soft Cell,
Underground Resistance,
Jimmy McGriff,
Main Source,
The Shadows of Knight,
10cc,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Jacob Miller,
Man Parrish,
Babytalk,
Delta 5,
Franke,
The Cure,
Slick Rick,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Reagan Youth,
Mandrill,
Basic Channel,
Anakelly,
Black Flag,
cv313,
Gang of Four,
Outsiders,
Index,
Chris & Cosey,
Marc Almond,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Sixth Finger,
The Human League,
Parry Music,
Tim Buckley,
Kurtis Blow,
The United States of America,
The Blackbyrds,
Anthony Braxton,
Joyce Sims,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sex Pistols,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dennis Brown,
Malaria!,
Q and Not U,
Clear Light,
Dawn Penn,
Bronski Beat,
Ludus,
Half Japanese,
Sonic Youth,
Motorama, Motorama, Motorama, Motorama.
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.