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 Grenada and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 John Lydon to the jazz 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 Isaac Hayes. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gong 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Scott Walker,
Stiv Bators,
Mission of Burma,
La Düsseldorf,
Oblivians,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wings,
The Leaves,
The Mummies,
Interpol,
Neil Young,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Stooges,
The J.B.'s,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
Babytalk,
The Smoke,
The Blues Magoos,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bobby Byrd,
The Divine Comedy,
James White and The Blacks,
Skarface,
Young Marble Giants,
Thompson Twins,
Max Romeo,
The Neon Judgement,
Hasil Adkins,
The Victims,
Man Parrish,
Quantec,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
The Raincoats,
the Normal,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Television Personalities,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sonic Youth,
Robert Görl,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Freddie Wadling,
Technova,
The Misunderstood,
David McCallum,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
China Crisis,
Ludus,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Juan Atkins,
Sam Rivers,
Nick Fraelich,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Accadde A,
Morten Harket,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.