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 Cape Verde and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Bizarre Inc. to the electroclash 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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Slits,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Skarface,
Clear Light,
Juan Atkins,
Lou Reed,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Vainqueur,
Amazonics,
Prince Buster,
X-102,
Nick Fraelich,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Ice-T,
Lungfish,
Roger Hodgson,
Joe Smooth,
Jacob Miller,
Basic Channel,
Sight & Sound,
Eric B and Rakim,
the Human League,
Mission of Burma,
Donny Hathaway,
Johnny Osbourne,
Section 25,
Loose Ends,
Black Pus,
Fugazi,
Gastr Del Sol,
Johnny Clarke,
The Litter,
Soulsonic Force,
The Doors,
Swell Maps,
Quando Quango,
Kool Moe Dee,
Al Stewart,
Joyce Sims,
Easy Going,
Letta Mbulu,
MDC,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Saints,
Slick Rick,
Bootsy Collins,
Monolake,
Wasted Youth,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sister Nancy,
Dawn Penn,
Chris Corsano,
Thompson Twins,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Steve Hackett,
DJ Sneak,
Bang On A Can,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Slits,
Sugar Minott,
The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers, The Modern Lovers.
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.