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 Swaziland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Connie Case to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Skatalites 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Excepter,
Gang Starr,
Minnie Riperton,
8 Eyed Spy,
Groovy Waters,
Model 500,
Ice-T,
Spoonie Gee,
Mission of Burma,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Little Man,
The Moody Blues,
Mark Hollis,
Simply Red,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ornette Coleman,
Pharoah Sanders,
Jacques Brel,
Fat Boys,
The Birthday Party,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Amazonics,
Funkadelic,
Organ,
Robert Hood,
Marvin Gaye,
Hasil Adkins,
The Evens,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Sound,
The Count Five,
The Knickerbockers,
Hardrive,
Oneida,
Tomorrow,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Black Sheep,
the Bar-Kays,
Scott Walker,
The Neon Judgement,
The Cure,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Schoolly D,
Ronnie Foster,
Junior Murvin,
The New Christs,
New Age Steppers,
Lower 48,
Sonic Youth,
Cameo,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Black Dice,
The Zeros,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Velvet Underground,
Kerrie Biddell,
Scratch Acid,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Gap Band,
Joe Finger,
The Litter,
Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen, Echo & the Bunnymen.
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.