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 Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Hot Snakes to the rap 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 Suburban Knight. All the underground hits.
All Quando Quango tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Popol Vuh record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
X-Ray Spex,
Moby Grape,
Joe Finger,
Bobby Byrd,
B.T. Express,
Pet Shop Boys,
Steve Hackett,
Audionom,
Joe Smooth,
Todd Rundgren,
Prince Buster,
Max Romeo,
Godley & Creme,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Graham Central Station,
Nas,
DNA,
Qualms,
Severed Heads,
Tom Boy,
Agent Orange,
Barry Ungar,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kaleidoscope,
Au Pairs,
Moss Icon,
Gong,
The Star Department,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Surgeon,
Robert Wyatt,
Tres Demented,
The Smoke,
Easy Going,
Lungfish,
Crooked Eye,
Goldenarms,
Black Sheep,
Kas Product,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Byron Stingily,
Amon Düül,
Ultra Naté,
DJ Style,
K-Klass,
Rod Modell,
Sun City Girls,
Deadbeat,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Urselle,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Alarm Clocks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Roger Hodgson,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Masters at Work,
Flash Fearless,
Cal Tjader,
Section 25,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.