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 Estonia and from Shanghai.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sister Nancy to the crunk 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 Moss Icon. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Chrome,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Angry Samoans,
Skaos,
Pylon,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Bill Near,
The Velvet Underground,
Shuggie Otis,
Nils Olav,
Absolute Body Control,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Visage,
Yusef Lateef,
Fluxion,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Davy DMX,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cameo,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Von Mondo,
Girls At Our Best!,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Moleskins,
Black Bananas,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Aaron Thompson,
Nas,
Silicon Teens,
Ohio Players,
kango's stein massive,
Liliput,
Minor Threat,
The Divine Comedy,
Iggy Pop,
Das Ding,
Isaac Hayes,
Lalann,
Essential Logic,
Pantaleimon,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Neu!,
Khruangbin,
Nirvana,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Marcia Griffiths,
Amon Düül II,
Glenn Branca,
Zapp,
The Victims,
Echospace,
Tres Demented,
Graham Central Station,
Crime,
B.T. Express,
Technova,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.