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 Gabon and from Copenhagen.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Schoolly D to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barrington Levy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Howard Jones,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Ponytail,
Kayak,
Sight & Sound,
Soulsonic Force,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Evens,
The Red Krayola,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fuzztones,
Loose Ends,
Lucky Dragons,
Radio Birdman,
The Zeros,
The Star Department,
Saccharine Trust,
The Young Rascals,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Television Personalities,
Drexciya,
Infiniti,
Ultra Naté,
Roxy Music,
Swans,
A Certain Ratio,
Section 25,
The Move,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Avey Tare,
World's Most,
Davy DMX,
Anthony Braxton,
Bauhaus,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Gil Scott Heron,
Gastr Del Sol,
Niagra,
L. Decosne,
Basic Channel,
Nico,
Fela Kuti,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mojo Men,
Unwound,
Easy Going,
Ultimate Spinach,
Panda Bear,
Ohio Players,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
New Age Steppers,
Curtis Mayfield,
Can,
Rod Modell,
Toni Rubio,
F. McDonald,
Rekid,
The Index,
Chris Corsano,
Rapeman,
Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls, Sun City Girls.
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.