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 Hungary and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Rod Modell to the dance 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 The Real Kids. All the underground hits.
All AZ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mars record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Soulsonic Force,
Liliput,
Eddi Front,
Gang Green,
The Alarm Clocks,
Schoolly D,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Terrestrial Tones,
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Ash Ra Tempel,
David Bowie,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Cybotron,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Babytalk,
Janne Schatter,
X-102,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Golliwogs,
Outsiders,
The Techniques,
New York Dolls,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Johnny Clarke,
Newcleus,
Saccharine Trust,
The Smiths,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Fear,
Fugazi,
Joey Negro,
The Young Rascals,
Accadde A,
Ultimate Spinach,
Skarface,
Derrick May,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Pretty Things,
Bill Wells,
Pierre Henry,
The New Christs,
The Stooges,
The Walker Brothers,
Gichy Dan,
Scion,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
ABBA,
Clear Light,
Blossom Toes,
Pole,
Delta 5,
Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett, Steve Hackett.
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.