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 Netherlands and from Columbus.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 linndrum 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 Doors to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Agitation Free record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Liliput,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scientists,
Joy Division,
Cecil Taylor,
Alphaville,
Steve Hackett,
The Pretty Things,
Kaleidoscope,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Groovy Waters,
Albert Ayler,
June Days,
Black Sheep,
Skarface,
Ultra Naté,
Ossler,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Simply Red,
Quantec,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Electric Prunes,
David Axelrod,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Prince Buster,
The Gories,
World's Most,
Neu!,
R.M.O.,
The Motions,
Rites of Spring,
The Stooges,
Nirvana,
Kerrie Biddell,
Rufus Thomas,
Roxy Music,
Derrick Morgan,
Porter Ricks,
Warsaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Last Poets,
Robert Hood,
The Wake,
Gil Scott Heron,
Morten Harket,
Delon & Dalcan,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Peter & Gordon,
Josef K,
a-ha,
Pantaleimon,
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.