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 Italy and from Bologna.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the organ 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 Laurel Aitken to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Laurel Aitken. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Chocolate Watch Band record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Judy Mowatt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Sister Nancy,
Fugazi,
In Retrospect,
Skriet,
One Last Wish,
The Electric Prunes,
The Toasters,
EPMD,
Interpol,
Ultravox,
Stetsasonic,
Kool Moe Dee,
Negative Approach,
Organ,
Duran Duran,
Scientists,
Rotary Connection,
Camberwell Now,
Carl Craig,
Royal Trux,
The Techniques,
Pharoah Sanders,
Gang Gang Dance,
Urselle,
Jacques Brel,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Leaves,
Cybotron,
The Doors,
Soft Machine,
Anakelly,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Neil Young,
The Pretty Things,
Colin Newman,
Bauhaus,
Absolute Body Control,
Eddi Front,
the Swans,
Boz Scaggs,
Suicide,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Steve Hackett,
Agent Orange,
Traffic Nightmare,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside,
The United States of America,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tropical Tobacco,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Agitation Free,
The Young Rascals,
The Mojo Men,
Rekid,
Mr. Review,
Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti, Banda Bassotti.
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.