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 Korea North and from Philadelphia.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Blancmange to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Minor Threat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric Dolphy,
Delta 5,
Half Japanese,
Suicide,
Rosa Yemen,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
T.S.O.L.,
Neil Young,
Moby Grape,
Donny Hathaway,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Audionom,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker,
LL Cool J,
Visage,
La Düsseldorf,
Freddie Wadling,
David Bowie,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mission of Burma,
Maleditus Sound,
Bobby Womack,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Fugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Last Poets,
Magazine,
Nas,
Brass Construction,
Dennis Brown,
Roxy Music,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Pole,
Sam Rivers,
The Slits,
Funkadelic,
Ultravox,
Kenny Larkin,
Siglo XX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Severed Heads,
Deadbeat,
Dual Sessions,
Brand Nubian,
Adolescents,
The Pop Group,
In Retrospect,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sight & Sound,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
OOIOO,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Scan 7,
The Sonics,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lyres,
Jesper Dahlback,
Radiohead,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.