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 Mauritania and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Thee Headcoats to the dance 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All The American Breed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Neon Judgement 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 chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Roxy Music,
The Grass Roots,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bobby Sherman,
LL Cool J,
Urselle,
The Music Machine,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joe Smooth,
Moebius,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pantytec,
The American Breed,
Tommy Roe,
The Skatalites,
Camouflage,
The Moleskins,
Agent Orange,
Outsiders,
Sonny Sharrock,
FM Einheit,
D'Angelo,
Bizarre Inc.,
ABC,
Easy Going,
Niagra,
Rekid,
Deepchord,
La Düsseldorf,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cowsills,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Drive Like Jehu,
R.M.O.,
Panda Bear,
Sarah Menescal,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
The Zeros,
Popol Vuh,
Susan Cadogan,
Brand Nubian,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Audionom,
JFA,
Robert Wyatt,
Underground Resistance,
Tubeway Army,
Bauhaus,
Black Moon,
Mandrill,
Lucky Dragons,
Chris Corsano,
Junior Murvin,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.