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 Austria and from Salvador.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 mellotron 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 The Young Rascals to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marvin Gaye record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Walker Brothers,
Average White Band,
Wire,
Fat Boys,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Depeche Mode,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
This Heat,
Eddi Front,
Marc Almond,
Slave,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Eric Copeland,
Index,
Soft Cell,
The Pretty Things,
The Electric Prunes,
Basic Channel,
Chris Corsano,
Arthur Verocai,
Colin Newman,
The Techniques,
The Sisters of Mercy,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eve St. Jones,
Bill Wells,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Brick,
The Leaves,
Qualms,
Dennis Brown,
Mo-Dettes,
Monks,
Joyce Sims,
The Tremeloes,
Porter Ricks,
Scrapy,
Half Japanese,
H. Thieme,
Todd Terry,
Bluetip,
Das Ding,
Barbara Tucker,
Leonard Cohen,
Lou Christie,
The Monks,
The Gun Club,
Mr. Review,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Babytalk,
Joensuu 1685,
The Pop Group,
Suburban Knight,
The Divine Comedy,
Eli Mardock,
Nirvana,
the Normal,
EPMD,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The New Christs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy, The Peanut Butter Conspiracy.
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.