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 Venezuela and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Rekid to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All The Fugs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rakim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dawn Penn,
Aloha Tigers,
Yazoo,
Kenny Larkin,
UT,
The Count Five,
The Angels of Light,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
Technova,
8 Eyed Spy,
John Lydon,
The Five Americans,
Faraquet,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Brothers Johnson,
Jacob Miller,
Drive Like Jehu,
Darondo,
Minutemen,
The Stooges,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Roger Hodgson,
Curtis Mayfield,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Silicon Teens,
Tom Boy,
The Motions,
Rekid,
Nico,
The American Breed,
Con Funk Shun,
Amon Düül II,
Sandy B,
Oneida,
Neu!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Dave Gahan,
Quadrant,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Stereo Dub,
The Busters,
Lou Christie,
Popol Vuh,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sonic Youth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Eddi Front,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Wake,
Infiniti,
Derrick Morgan,
David McCallum,
The Invisible,
The Remains,
June Days,
Warsaw,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.