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 Argentina and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 mellotron 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 Oppenheimer Analysis to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Eli Mardock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Erasure,
Bang On A Can,
R.M.O.,
Television Personalities,
Panda Bear,
DJ Sneak,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Invisible,
Surgeon,
This Heat,
Joyce Sims,
The Names,
Jeru the Damaja,
Siglo XX,
Carl Craig,
Roger Hodgson,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Index,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Clear Light,
Scott Walker,
Ohio Players,
The Doobie Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
Camberwell Now,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sparks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Visage,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Young Marble Giants,
Bill Near,
Flipper,
Moss Icon,
Schoolly D,
Byron Stingily,
Gil Scott Heron,
Simply Red,
the Germs,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick May,
Section 25,
Judy Mowatt,
Matthew Bourne,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kurtis Blow,
Eddi Front,
Niagra,
The Litter,
Joe Smooth,
The Mojo Men,
Suicide,
Underground Resistance,
The Blues Magoos,
Pantytec,
Minor Threat,
Fat Boys,
Terry Callier,
DJ Style,
Adolescents,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.