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 Finland and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Blossom Toes to the electroclash 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 Sällskapet. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sunsets and Hearts 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Leaves record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bobby Womack,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Marmalade,
Warsaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Amon Düül II,
Tommy Roe,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Neon Judgement,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
the Association,
Das Ding,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Lynne,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Scientists,
Marc Almond,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Popol Vuh,
Skarface,
Q65,
Maurizio,
John Lydon,
Blake Baxter,
Lungfish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Radiohead,
Negative Approach,
Roy Ayers,
Q and Not U,
Tropical Tobacco,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Selecter,
DJ Sneak,
The Shadows of Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rufus Thomas,
New York Dolls,
Fluxion,
Make Up,
Prince Buster,
Rosa Yemen,
Erasure,
The Music Machine,
The Residents,
Delta 5,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Saccharine Trust,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television Personalities,
Schoolly D,
This Heat,
Amazonics,
Boz Scaggs,
UT,
The American Breed,
Iggy Pop,
The Divine Comedy,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.