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 Syria and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Buckinghams to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Lynne 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amazonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Half Japanese,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Alphaville,
The Mighty Diamonds,
John Coltrane,
H. Thieme,
The Victims,
The Pop Group,
Rhythm & Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Echospace,
Lakeside,
The Fuzztones,
Juan Atkins,
Basic Channel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Connie Case,
Liliput,
Eden Ahbez,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Michelle Simonal,
Ituana,
Schoolly D,
Index,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roger Hodgson,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ken Boothe,
Blancmange,
Rakim,
Moss Icon,
Boredoms,
The Last Poets,
R.M.O.,
Pantaleimon,
Letta Mbulu,
The Trojans,
Vladislav Delay,
The Divine Comedy,
The Gories,
Todd Rundgren,
Barry Ungar,
Maurizio,
Skaos,
Deepchord,
Silicon Teens,
John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Tomorrow,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
DJ Sneak,
Pharoah Sanders,
Supertramp,
Vainqueur,
Alison Limerick,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Animal Collective,
Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo, Gabor Szabo.
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.