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 Macedonia and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Sun City Girls to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Clear Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Underground Resistance,
John Cale,
Pagans,
Ken Boothe,
Flipper,
The Kinks,
Funkadelic,
H. Thieme,
Monks,
The Dave Clark Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Leonard Cohen,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Minny Pops,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bad Manners,
Urselle,
Alison Limerick,
The Doobie Brothers,
Trumans Water,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The J.B.'s,
Marvin Gaye,
Q65,
Kaleidoscope,
LL Cool J,
Arab on Radar,
Little Man,
Sparks,
Scott Walker,
Pantaleimon,
Wings,
Easy Going,
Wally Richardson,
Malaria!,
Joe Finger,
The Techniques,
Cluster,
Lakeside,
The Seeds,
Procol Harum,
The Cowsills,
Funky Four + One,
Glambeats Corp.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jeff Lynne,
Jandek,
The Toasters,
Kas Product,
B.T. Express,
Tubeway Army,
Tommy Roe,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Deadbeat,
Make Up,
Public Image Ltd.,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Fear,
Bizarre Inc.,
Clear Light,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.