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 Romania and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 chamberlin 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 Bobby Womack to the techno 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 New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Jerry's Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
PIL,
Tom Boy,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
Erasure,
Easy Going,
The Standells,
Public Image Ltd.,
Zero Boys,
Toni Rubio,
Pet Shop Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Terry Callier,
Nation of Ulysses,
Simply Red,
Black Moon,
Steve Hackett,
Blancmange,
Roxette,
Skarface,
Flash Fearless,
Technova,
Stockholm Monsters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Sixth Finger,
Massinfluence,
Minnie Riperton,
the Association,
Kayak,
Hasil Adkins,
Byron Stingily,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Procol Harum,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Symarip,
Mary Jane Girls,
Youth Brigade,
Depeche Mode,
Babytalk,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Bootsy Collins,
The Neon Judgement,
The Fortunes,
Nils Olav,
X-102,
The Trojans,
ABBA,
The Black Dice,
the Slits,
Motorama,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Derrick Morgan,
Ronnie Foster,
David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum, David McCallum.
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.