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 Colombia and from Shanghai.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Pet Shop Boys to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Manfred Mann's Earth Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
The Smoke,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Warren Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
The Black Dice,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Monks,
Moebius,
Sound Behaviour,
K-Klass,
Jeff Lynne,
Ultravox,
Junior Murvin,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Jacques Brel,
Cameo,
Cluster,
Oblivians,
Basic Channel,
Electric Prunes,
DNA,
DJ Style,
Mission of Burma,
Amon Düül II,
Kool Moe Dee,
Fugazi,
U.S. Maple,
The Walker Brothers,
Flipper,
Urselle,
Janne Schatter,
Darondo,
John Cale,
Todd Terry,
The New Christs,
Simply Red,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Juan Atkins,
X-102,
Aswad,
Terry Callier,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Standells,
Man Parrish,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Roxy Music,
Derrick May,
Sonic Youth,
Maleditus Sound,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marine Girls,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
D'Angelo,
Marc Almond,
Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler, Kerri Chandler.
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.