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 Peru and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Durutti Column to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba 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 theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
Radiohead,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Basic Channel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ultra Naté,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Dirtbombs,
Aloha Tigers,
Second Layer,
Delon & Dalcan,
Graham Central Station,
The Fuzztones,
Flipper,
Fugazi,
Fela Kuti,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Al Stewart,
Yaz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Ludus,
One Last Wish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radio Birdman,
Theoretical Girls,
The Doors,
Chris & Cosey,
Bob Dylan,
Excepter,
Skarface,
FM Einheit,
The Standells,
Donny Hathaway,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stereo Dub,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rapeman,
Fat Boys,
John Cale,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Litter,
Jacques Brel,
Kurtis Blow,
Goldenarms,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Susan Cadogan,
Gichy Dan,
Hardrive,
AZ,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sight & Sound,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Anakelly,
Marc Almond,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Pantaleimon,
The Buckinghams,
The Techniques,
Alison Limerick,
Bill Wells,
Jandek,
Gong, Gong, Gong, Gong.
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.