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 United Kingdom and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gil Scott Heron to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Barracudas. All the underground hits.
All Goldenarms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Godley & Creme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Juan Atkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Cameo,
Babytalk,
Matthew Halsall,
Guru Guru,
Pantytec,
Young Marble Giants,
Ossler,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Byron Stingily,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Public Enemy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sixth Finger,
Ultravox,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang Starr,
The Associates,
Altered Images,
Skarface,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Amon Düül II,
Rites of Spring,
The Martian,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Joe Finger,
Delon & Dalcan,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Masters at Work,
Gang of Four,
The Fall,
Fear,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Inner City,
Sight & Sound,
Deakin,
June Days,
Lucky Dragons,
Wings,
Rod Modell,
Ludus,
The Fuzztones,
Roger Hodgson,
Derrick Morgan,
Agent Orange,
Audionom,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Massinfluence,
Alice Coltrane,
Lakeside,
Peter & Gordon,
Sugar Minott,
Scan 7,
The New Christs,
Television,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bobby Byrd,
Popol Vuh,
Eurythmics,
Blancmange,
Laurel Aitken,
Mark Hollis,
The Mummies,
The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans, The Trojans.
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.