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 Somalia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 Donald Fagen 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 Peter and Kerry to the disco kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All Yaz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Absolute Body Control,
Half Japanese,
Fugazi,
The Five Americans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dennis Brown,
Das Ding,
Bobby Hutcherson,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Whodini,
the Normal,
The Star Department,
John Foxx,
Bootsy Collins,
UT,
Matthew Bourne,
The United States of America,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Flash Fearless,
Spoonie Gee,
Au Pairs,
Shoche,
Deakin,
Basic Channel,
Warsaw,
Deepchord,
The J.B.'s,
Wolf Eyes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dave Gahan,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ken Boothe,
In Retrospect,
Bizarre Inc.,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Technova,
Man Eating Sloth,
Drive Like Jehu,
Pantaleimon,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marc Almond,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Organ,
Amon Düül II,
Oblivians,
K-Klass,
Ultravox,
X-102,
The Mighty Diamonds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
F. McDonald,
Pole,
The Offenders,
Jawbox,
Qualms,
Ituana,
Gerry Rafferty,
Dark Day,
Ultimate Spinach,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.