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 Canada and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Camouflage to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Thee Headcoats tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roxy Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Derrick Morgan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Echospace,
Tubeway Army,
MDC,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Gabor Szabo,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Coltrane,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Minny Pops,
Don Cherry,
Sight & Sound,
Rotary Connection,
The Litter,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra,
Amon Düül,
The Invisible,
Guru Guru,
JFA,
Alphaville,
Aural Exciters,
Scientists,
Tomorrow,
New Age Steppers,
Popol Vuh,
the Germs,
Black Pus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Accadde A,
Nirvana,
The Zeros,
The Associates,
Arcadia,
Danielle Patucci,
Anthony Braxton,
Pierre Henry,
Shuggie Otis,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Tres Demented,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
The Mummies,
The Velvet Underground,
a-ha,
Fugazi,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultravox,
Hashim,
Neu!,
Eurythmics,
Quantec,
Banda Bassotti,
Yusef Lateef,
Animal Collective,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Brothers Johnson,
Kenny Larkin,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.