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 Lesotho and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 spring reverb 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 Deakin to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ponytail,
Soul II Soul,
Soulsonic Force,
Ice-T,
The Skatalites,
Oblivians,
Tres Demented,
Rotary Connection,
The Busters,
Roxy Music,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pantaleimon,
China Crisis,
Smog,
The Doobie Brothers,
Second Layer,
K-Klass,
Joe Finger,
Alton Ellis,
Mo-Dettes,
Neil Young,
Freddie Wadling,
Sun City Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Minutemen,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sight & Sound,
Rakim,
Althea and Donna,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reagan Youth,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Andrew Hill,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Steve Hackett,
Fela Kuti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Hoover,
Basic Channel,
Altered Images,
Ultimate Spinach,
Joy Division,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Neon Judgement,
Glenn Branca,
Johnny Clarke,
The Happenings,
Toni Rubio,
James White and The Blacks,
Dawn Penn,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Ornette Coleman,
The Kinks,
Circle Jerks,
Harmonia,
Marcia Griffiths,
Tim Buckley,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kevin Saunderson,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.