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 Guinea-Bissau and from Stockholm.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1968 at the first Bowie practice in a loft in Bromley.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Todd Rundgren to the techno 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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Jerry Gold Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rotary Connection record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lakeside record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Soft Cell,
The Standells,
The Monochrome Set,
Shuggie Otis,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Skarface,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tears for Fears,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Fatback Band,
Dave Gahan,
Nas,
Rapeman,
Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Darondo,
Boz Scaggs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
EPMD,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Gladiators,
The Last Poets,
Harpers Bizarre,
Newcleus,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
AZ,
Rites of Spring,
Sparks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Star Department,
Davy DMX,
Television Personalities,
Schoolly D,
Bronski Beat,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Quadrant,
Janne Schatter,
Basic Channel,
Kurtis Blow,
Lou Reed,
Sarah Menescal,
Sister Nancy,
Cybotron,
Little Man,
Monolake,
Nation of Ulysses,
Al Stewart,
The Zeros,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Groovy Waters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Oneida,
Faraquet,
L. Decosne,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.