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 Poland and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Barry Ungar to the electroclash 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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Country Joe & The Fish,
Loose Ends,
Au Pairs,
Dawn Penn,
the Swans,
Pierre Henry,
Interpol,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Altered Images,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marc Almond,
Eden Ahbez,
ABBA,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Fall,
Zapp,
June of 44,
Janne Schatter,
Cameo,
The Skatalites,
Letta Mbulu,
Sister Nancy,
Black Moon,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Monochrome Set,
The Dirtbombs,
Hardrive,
Jerry's Kids,
Franke,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
X-Ray Spex,
Vainqueur,
Charles Mingus,
Scientists,
The Standells,
Sight & Sound,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bill Near,
Matthew Bourne,
Warsaw,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Camberwell Now,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Mantronix,
David Bowie,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Organ,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Liliput,
The United States of America,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Kaleidoscope,
Con Funk Shun,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pole,
Skarface,
cv313,
Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage, Camouflage.
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.