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 Australia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 MC5 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All A Certain Ratio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bob Dylan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Severed Heads 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?
Neil Young,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kevin Saunderson,
Wasted Youth,
China Crisis,
Throbbing Gristle,
Derrick Morgan,
Nas,
The Sound,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Tremeloes,
Banda Bassotti,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bob Dylan,
Eddi Front,
Cymande,
The Wake,
Soul II Soul,
Half Japanese,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Danielle Patucci,
Todd Terry,
Warsaw,
Sparks,
Reagan Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
Masters at Work,
The Index,
Avey Tare,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Enemy,
Mark Hollis,
Aswad,
Cameo,
Jandek,
Sandy B,
Ronnie Foster,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Christie,
10cc,
Andrew Hill,
Sixth Finger,
Icehouse,
Anthony Braxton,
Sugar Minott,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Donny Hathaway,
This Heat,
Leonard Cohen,
Metal Thangz,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Ultravox,
Young Marble Giants,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
Susan Cadogan,
Bluetip,
The Modern Lovers,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.