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 Thailand and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
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 Alphaville to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sugar Minott. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
Kas Product,
Carl Craig,
Crash Course in Science,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
Aaron Thompson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Erykah Badu,
JFA,
Patti Smith,
Man Eating Sloth,
Soft Cell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Con Funk Shun,
Matthew Bourne,
The Wake,
Roxette,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sight & Sound,
Boz Scaggs,
Kerrie Biddell,
John Holt,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Electric Prunes,
Minor Threat,
Drexciya,
Dennis Brown,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Tomorrow,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Lightning Bolt,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sexual Harrassment,
Niagra,
Kurtis Blow,
The Dave Clark Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Darondo,
Mandrill,
Swans,
Von Mondo,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dark Day,
Gong,
E-Dancer,
The Monks,
The Zeros,
Porter Ricks,
Lou Reed,
New Order,
Mr. Review,
Q65,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Tim Buckley,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.