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 Bulgaria and from Stockholm.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Buzzcocks to the jazz 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Sherman,
Stereo Dub,
Rod Modell,
Sister Nancy,
the Normal,
Yellowson,
Severed Heads,
Young Marble Giants,
Alison Limerick,
New York Dolls,
Cecil Taylor,
Scott Walker,
Public Enemy,
Ornette Coleman,
Shoche,
Eli Mardock,
The Smiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sonics,
Avey Tare,
Skarface,
K-Klass,
Soulsonic Force,
The Doors,
Model 500,
Country Teasers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
cv313,
La Düsseldorf,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Lou Reed,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nirvana,
Darondo,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Crime,
Funkadelic,
The Victims,
Sällskapet,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eddi Front,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Public Image Ltd.,
Anakelly,
The Vogues,
The Fortunes,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Happenings,
Al Stewart,
Mandrill,
Visage,
Erykah Badu,
Essential Logic,
The Gladiators,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Isaac Hayes,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Jacob Miller,
Lindisfarne,
The Human League,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.