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 Chile and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 808 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 Hardrive to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Marvin Gaye. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skarface,
Tomorrow,
June Days,
Ultravox,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Moleskins,
Visage,
Lindisfarne,
CMW,
Fluxion,
Television Personalities,
Chris & Cosey,
Moss Icon,
Cecil Taylor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Technova,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Radiohead,
Thee Headcoats,
Dual Sessions,
F. McDonald,
Alphaville,
Public Enemy,
48th St. Collective,
Barrington Levy,
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Style,
The Tremeloes,
Skaos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Audionom,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Neu!,
Morten Harket,
Camouflage,
David Axelrod,
Suburban Knight,
Sonic Youth,
Todd Terry,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gong,
Iggy Pop,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nik Kershaw,
Boogie Down Productions,
Desert Stars,
Bad Manners,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alton Ellis,
The Fire Engines,
Kerrie Biddell,
Hot Snakes,
Eric Dolphy,
Black Flag,
The Cramps,
Talk Talk,
The Leaves,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears, Tears for Fears.
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.