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 Egypt and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar 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 The Red Krayola to the techno 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 Television. All the underground hits.
All Mary Jane Girls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Beau Brummels 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cramps,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Buzzcocks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jerry's Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
Avey Tare,
Pulsallama,
Goldenarms,
Circle Jerks,
Moby Grape,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Loose Ends,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sam Rivers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Marmalade,
the Fania All-Stars,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Traffic Nightmare,
Visage,
ABBA,
D'Angelo,
Lalann,
The Remains,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
The Vogues,
Archie Shepp,
Sexual Harrassment,
Liliput,
Kaleidoscope,
Joyce Sims,
Gang Green,
Grauzone,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Thee Headcoats,
The Kinks,
The Litter,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
Joey Negro,
Jacques Brel,
Roger Hodgson,
Fatback Band,
The Associates,
Vainqueur,
Aswad,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Flesh Eaters,
Amazonics,
A Certain Ratio,
Warren Ellis,
Swans,
Black Flag,
Alison Limerick,
Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers, Roy Ayers.
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.