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 Switzerland and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Erasure to the rap 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 Ajijia Myrayebe. All the underground hits.
All Echo & the Bunnymen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Christie record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Velvet Underground,
Blake Baxter,
Fugazi,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Fortunes,
Delta 5,
The Gories,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Easy Going,
The Dave Clark Five,
K-Klass,
China Crisis,
Max Romeo,
The Kinks,
Dead Boys,
Zero Boys,
The Walker Brothers,
Roxette,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Cale,
Letta Mbulu,
Jerry's Kids,
Erasure,
Babytalk,
The Move,
The Alarm Clocks,
Nirvana,
Minnie Riperton,
Newcleus,
Malaria!,
John Coltrane,
Archie Shepp,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Subhumans,
New Order,
Half Japanese,
Jeru the Damaja,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Reuben Wilson,
Flipper,
Darondo,
Deepchord,
Kenny Larkin,
Carl Craig,
The Leaves,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gregory Isaacs,
Matthew Halsall,
Johnny Osbourne,
Aural Exciters,
The Victims,
R.M.O.,
Alphaville,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Motions,
The Moody Blues,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.