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 Morocco and from Beijing.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Delhi.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Sun City Girls 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 Eurythmics. All the underground hits.
All Vainqueur tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gabor Szabo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
David Axelrod,
Roger Hodgson,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gong,
Kerrie Biddell,
Black Bananas,
The J.B.'s,
Hardrive,
Blancmange,
10cc,
Brothers Johnson,
The Gladiators,
Absolute Body Control,
Gil Scott Heron,
Wasted Youth,
John Coltrane,
cv313,
Jawbox,
Tears for Fears,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scientists,
New Order,
Peter & Gordon,
Rekid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Chris Corsano,
Fear,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Tremeloes,
Sex Pistols,
Zero Boys,
The Zeros,
Unwound,
Accadde A,
Camberwell Now,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Blues Magoos,
R.M.O.,
The Real Kids,
Robert Wyatt,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sparks,
Amazonics,
Severed Heads,
Marc Almond,
Cybotron,
Suburban Knight,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Skatalites,
Dual Sessions,
Babytalk,
Archie Shepp,
Depeche Mode,
The Flesh Eaters,
Andrew Hill,
The Durutti Column,
Livin' Joy,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.