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 Kuwait and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 Yellowson to the electroclash 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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Trumans Water record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Das Ding,
Shoche,
Motorama,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Bobby Womack,
Rites of Spring,
Robert Görl,
E-Dancer,
Glenn Branca,
Cheater Slicks,
Don Cherry,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ten City,
Nils Olav,
Toni Rubio,
These Immortal Souls,
The Evens,
Scientists,
Crash Course in Science,
Royal Trux,
The Zeros,
Hot Snakes,
Roger Hodgson,
Sparks,
The Golliwogs,
Heaven 17,
MDC,
Sällskapet,
The Angels of Light,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ponytail,
Rapeman,
Agent Orange,
Main Source,
Black Flag,
Chrome,
Eric Copeland,
Byron Stingily,
The Vogues,
Livin' Joy,
Au Pairs,
The Pop Group,
The Smiths,
The Velvet Underground,
Barrington Levy,
Tears for Fears,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Rakim,
Cymande,
The Barracudas,
a-ha,
Pere Ubu,
Stockholm Monsters,
Arab on Radar,
Essential Logic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!, Malaria!.
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.