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 Namibia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Camouflage to the funk 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 The Sisters of Mercy. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiopuhelimet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Evens,
These Immortal Souls,
Dave Gahan,
the Swans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Banda Bassotti,
Blake Baxter,
The Slackers,
Pulsallama,
LL Cool J,
Guru Guru,
kango's stein massive,
Eurythmics,
Scan 7,
Suburban Knight,
The Music Machine,
Subhumans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Deadbeat,
Funky Four + One,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
ABBA,
Essential Logic,
Leonard Cohen,
The Litter,
June Days,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Sound,
Glenn Branca,
E-Dancer,
Slave,
Flamin' Groovies,
Supertramp,
The Smiths,
Pussy Galore,
The Leaves,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grauzone,
Nick Fraelich,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Velvet Underground,
Ice-T,
Quando Quango,
The Beau Brummels,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
48th St. Collective,
Jacques Brel,
Dorothy Ashby,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
Franke,
The Monochrome Set,
Steve Hackett,
Bad Manners,
La Düsseldorf,
Mad Mike,
Althea and Donna,
Main Source,
Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane, Big Daddy Kane.
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.