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 Canada and from Lagos.
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 Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Average White Band to the punk 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All the Association tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Thee Headcoats 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Surgeon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
The Sound,
Blake Baxter,
The Saints,
Stereo Dub,
Thompson Twins,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Derrick May,
The New Christs,
Cymande,
This Heat,
Kaleidoscope,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Traffic Nightmare,
Barbara Tucker,
Japan,
Monolake,
Hashim,
Dennis Brown,
Darondo,
Wings,
Bronski Beat,
Scion,
Basic Channel,
Sun Ra,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Happenings,
Interpol,
Junior Murvin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Glenn Branca,
Fatback Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Soft Cell,
Pere Ubu,
Black Sheep,
Erasure,
The Real Kids,
Blancmange,
Deepchord,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Cowsills,
Fat Boys,
Eden Ahbez,
Boredoms,
Nico,
Fugazi,
Au Pairs,
Public Image Ltd.,
Motorama,
Alison Limerick,
China Crisis,
The Moody Blues,
The Star Department,
Yusef Lateef,
Sällskapet,
Erykah Badu,
Mo-Dettes,
Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon, Black Moon.
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.