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 Uzbekistan and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 harpsichord 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 Skaos to the grunge kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gerry Rafferty. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
Subhumans,
Lightning Bolt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Sonics,
Zapp,
Letta Mbulu,
Todd Terry,
Soft Cell,
Kurtis Blow,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Slackers,
Dual Sessions,
La Düsseldorf,
Malaria!,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Style,
Iggy Pop,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric Copeland,
Slave,
Tommy Roe,
Sight & Sound,
The Dirtbombs,
Nick Fraelich,
The Misunderstood,
James White and The Blacks,
AZ,
Supertramp,
The Happenings,
Ituana,
The Fire Engines,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Electric Prunes,
Alton Ellis,
Althea and Donna,
Scion,
Freddie Wadling,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Seeds,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Ludus,
Jesper Dahlback,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scratch Acid,
The Doors,
Wally Richardson,
Con Funk Shun,
LL Cool J,
Japan,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Martian,
Suicide,
Amon Düül,
Radiohead,
Sparks,
The Gladiators,
Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal, Michelle Simonal.
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.