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 Germany 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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Sonics 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mary Jane Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Traffic Nightmare,
Fatback Band,
Lee Hazlewood,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Talk Talk,
ABBA,
Ossler,
Blossom Toes,
Smog,
Hasil Adkins,
The Standells,
Supertramp,
Ponytail,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Neil Young,
Deakin,
The Gap Band,
the Bar-Kays,
Theoretical Girls,
PIL,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Kerri Chandler,
Bronski Beat,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sonics,
Reuben Wilson,
Fat Boys,
Reagan Youth,
Bobby Hutcherson,
China Crisis,
Lightning Bolt,
Toni Rubio,
Al Stewart,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Sun Ra,
The Fall,
Loose Ends,
Infiniti,
The Busters,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Easy Going,
Monks,
D'Angelo,
Slick Rick,
Second Layer,
Pole,
Lyres,
K-Klass,
Matthew Bourne,
The Litter,
Delta 5,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sugar Minott,
Warsaw,
F. McDonald,
KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One, KRS-One.
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.