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 Malaysia and from Mumbai.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 10cc to the grime 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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantytec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eurythmics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Absolute Body Control,
The Shadows of Knight,
Soft Machine,
Hardrive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Simply Red,
Albert Ayler,
The Knickerbockers,
the Swans,
Warsaw,
Sandy B,
Judy Mowatt,
the Germs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
June of 44,
Aural Exciters,
Crispian St. Peters,
Nirvana,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Piero Umiliani,
Von Mondo,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alice Coltrane,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Cure,
Half Japanese,
The Velvet Underground,
Amon Düül II,
The Fire Engines,
The Monks,
T.S.O.L.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Eden Ahbez,
Tubeway Army,
Bobby Womack,
Model 500,
The Tremeloes,
Ronan,
The Kinks,
The Grass Roots,
The Dirtbombs,
Archie Shepp,
The Mojo Men,
Ronnie Foster,
Talk Talk,
Rosa Yemen,
Bizarre Inc.,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Minnie Riperton,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Sister Nancy,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
U.S. Maple,
Magma,
The Standells,
Peter and Kerry,
Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners, Bad Manners.
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.