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 Madagascar and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Marshall Jefferson to the punk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All The Dead C tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mighty Diamonds,
Eden Ahbez,
Spoonie Gee,
Robert Görl,
UT,
FM Einheit,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxette,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Make Up,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jacques Brel,
Tim Buckley,
Pantytec,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ludus,
Underground Resistance,
Massinfluence,
The Martian,
Andrew Hill,
the Sonics,
Matthew Bourne,
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
Barbara Tucker,
Faraquet,
Lou Christie,
The Human League,
The Red Krayola,
Shuggie Otis,
Magazine,
Gang Green,
Suicide,
The Gladiators,
Cybotron,
the Soft Cell,
The Index,
The Walker Brothers,
The Barracudas,
Parry Music,
Nirvana,
Qualms,
Dave Gahan,
Dennis Brown,
E-Dancer,
Loose Ends,
Reagan Youth,
The Count Five,
MDC,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Moleskins,
The Happenings,
The Invisible,
The Gun Club,
Symarip,
Inner City,
Blossom Toes,
Mr. Review,
Lalo Schifrin,
Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel, Ash Ra Tempel.
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.